"Crushed aspirin in my breakfast omelet? Really, Katarina?" Marco had a blunt look on his face as he tossed the omelet into the trash bin. "Did you think that was going to poison me? You know they're harmless painkillers, right? I'll have a stomach ulcer at best."
"Shit, you mean it didn't work?" How the hell was I supposed to know that aspirin wasn't going to kill him? Did I look like a pharmaceuticalist? I couldn't possibly be expected to know everything!
"Of course it didn't work, you idiot," he rolled his eyes at me and threw his plate in the sink. And I mean he literally threw it. I flinched when the plate broke and Immediately felt bad for the maid who would have to clean it up. "Clean that up."
