Of Shagging, Snogging and Perfect Living - Or Not

"For the last fucking time, I didn't leave that cereal bowl there! Maybe if you weren't such a bloody proud bitch, we wouldn't have this problem! Just admit it was you, and clean it up already!" Marlene scoffed. "Me clean it up? It's not my bloody bowl, it's yours, and you spilt it. You clean it." A tale of drabbles about four people, two couples and one very small flat.