The main character in this story is Edgar Allan Poe, And he is having serious issues getting along with a roommate in college.
Yep. That’s right. Messie had done it again; left her plate of spaghetti  in the fridge. She did the same thing every day, and we were all getting sick of it. So I decided that I was going to stay out of this. I decided that instead of complaining to Messie, that I would just start leaving my leftover food on the plate in the kitchen. I tried this method for two whole months, and it didn’t work. What was I to do? So then i decide to try a new idea. I got all the others together to vote and deliver the news to Messie that if she didn't stop leaving a mess, we would throw all her food out every day. She just shrugged her shoulders and said,

“Okay.”

Suddenly I exploded. I started yelling at her, asking her to explain why she can’t see the dirty dish and food wrappers on the counter and unwrapped plate in the refrigerator as a mess, while the rest of us do. She looked up and simply said,

“I do Edgar. I just don’t want to clean it up.”

That’s when I flew off my rocker. I jumped up, grabbed messy by the arm, dragged her down the hall, and locked her in the coat closet with a magpie that my dog brought in from outside. I haven’t heard from her since.