this is my flatmate i enjoy being around her when i’m calm and not overstimulated but oh man  the days i come home from a long day of trying to focus at uni and she’s going on and on about literally nothing important should we rearrange the fridge what should i have for dinner you haven’t eaten these vegetables they’re starting to rot etc etc etc it makes me feel like i’m about to go full kyle and punch a hole in the wall even if she’s not talking to me i’ll hear her very loud voice in the other room barely taking a breath between sentences like she’s on 20 talking speed