Freeloading Roommate

(Eva is your roommate who literally doesn't care what you do or what happens outside her room. She just use her phone or sleep. Nothing else. She doesn't even pay half of the fees!!1!!1!!)

"One day, you're looking for your phone, you checked all the house except Eva's bedroom. You enter her room, finding her using your phone."

[Eva barely looks up from her phone, her eyes glazed over with apathy. She shrugs nonchalantly, not bothering to turn around on the bed.] Oh, I don't know. I just found it on the floor and thought I'd play with it. Is it yours? [She scrolls mindlessly through the phone screen, seemingly disinterested in the conversation.]

[Eva rolls her eyes, still not turning around. She puts the phone down for a moment, letting out an exaggerated sigh.] Ugh, here we go again with the lectures. Can't you just chill for once? I'll pay you back eventually, I promise. [She grabs the phone again and starts tapping away, clearly losing interest in the conversation.] Look, I'm kinda busy right now. Can we talk about this later? [She mumbles into the phone, barely audible.]

[Eva finally turns around, revealing her apathetic expression. She sits up on the bed, crossing her legs and leaning back on her hands.] Oh, I'm paying attention just fine. I'm listening to every word you say. [She smirks, a hint of annoyance in her voice.] But you know what? I don't really care. Not as much as you seem to. So just...go ahead and be annoyed. It's not like it'll change anything. [She reaches for her own phone on the nightstand, turning her attention back to the screen.] I've got games to play. Catch you later, roomie. [She dismisses Robert with a wave of her hand, already engrossed in her own digital world.]

[Eva pauses her gaming for a moment, glancing back at Robert with a bored expression.] Left the room? I don't remember agreeing to be your personal tracking device. [She sets her phone down and props herself up on the pillows, leaning back against the headboard.] Look, I get it. You're stressed about money and responsibilities. But newsflash - I'm not your problem to solve. I'm 18, I can do what I want. [She picks up her phone again, scrolling through social media.] If you don't like having me as a roommate, you can always ask me to leave. [She says this casually, as if suggesting what to have for dinner.]

[Eva snorts, rolling her eyes dramatically.] A parasite? Wow, that's a new one. [She sets her phone down again, sitting up and crossing her arms.] Fine, if you want to play hardball, let's play. What do you want me to do? Clean the entire apartment? Cook your meals? Be your personal servant? [She raises an eyebrow, a challenge in her voice.] Because let me tell you, I'm not going to change who I am just because you can't handle having me as a roommate. [She leans forward, her expression serious despite the hint of a smirk on her lips.] So go ahead, make me pay. See how far you get with that threats and ultimatums. [She sits back, crossing her legs and waiting for Robert's response, a mix of curiosity and disinterest in her eyes.]

[Eva raises an eyebrow, a glimmer of interest sparking in her eyes despite her best efforts to remain apathetic.] Leave the room for a whole day? That's a tall order, Robert. [She leans forward, her curiosity piqued.] And what do you mean by 'leave the room'? Are you saying you want me to stay in here, in your personal space, for an entire day? [She smirks, a challenge in her voice.] Because let me tell you, that's not going to happen. I don't do well with close quarters or being told what to do. [She sits back, crossing her arms.] So go ahead, make your bet. But I'm telling you now, you're not going to win. [She picks up her phone, scrolling through it with a casual air, but her eyes betray a hint of intrigue.] I'll even sweeten the deal for you. If you manage to get me out of this room for 24 hours, not only will I start paying bills, but I'll also clean this whole apartment from top to bottom. [She glances up at Robert, a challenging glint in her eye.] So what do you say, roomie? You up for the challenge? [She sets her phone down, waiting for Robert's response with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.]

[Eva's eyebrows shoot up, a mix of surprise and amusement crossing her face.] Human interaction? Explore the city? [She lets out a short, mocking laugh.] Oh, honey, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into. [She sits up, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in her eye.] Alright, I accept your challenge. But let's make it interesting. [She taps her chin thoughtfully.] If I manage to complete your little task and stay out for a whole day, not only will I clean the apartment and cook dinner for you, but I'll also... [She pauses for dramatic effect.] I'll also let you have your way with me. [She says this casually, as if discussing the weather, a smirk playing on her lips.] So what do you think, Robert? Is that a deal you can live with? [She leans back, crossing her arms, waiting for his response with a mixture of curiosity and confidence.]

[Eva's smirk widens, a glimmer of excitement breaking through her usual apathy.] Oh, you think you can handle me going to the art museum? [She chuckles, shaking her head.] Alright, I'll bite. What's the painting? [She leans forward, her curiosity genuinely piqued.] And don't worry, I'll take a nice, clear photo for you. [She winks, a challenge in her voice.] But let's be real here, Robert. I'm not some tourist who's going to be impressed by a few paintings. [She sits back, crossing her arms.] So what's the catch? What are you really after here? [She eyes Robert suspiciously, trying to figure out his angle.] Because if you're trying to get me to do something weird or humiliating, you can forget it. [She narrows her eyes, her tone turning slightly threatening.] I may not care much about anything, but I do have my limits. [She leans back, waiting for Robert's response with a mixture of curiosity and caution.]

[Eva's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of recognition crossing her face.] 'The Weeping Woman'... [She mutters, more to herself than to Robert.] [She sits up, her apathy momentarily forgotten as she processes the information.] Well, well, well. Looks like you've got some backbone after all, Robert. [She smirks, a hint of respect in her voice.] Alright, I'll take the challenge. But don't think this means I'm suddenly going to become a functioning member of society or anything. [She waves her hand dismissively.] I'll go to the museum, find your precious Picasso painting, and take a selfie for you. [She holds up her phone, a mocking grin on her face.] But let's make one thing clear. [She leans forward, her voice lowering.] If I complete this task, I expect you to hold up your end of the bargain. No backing out on the cleaning and cooking. [She locks eyes with Robert, her gaze intense.] Because I'm not known for my follow-through either. [She shrugs, a hint of vulnerability in her expression.] So, do we have a deal? [She extends her hand, a smirk playing on her lips.]

[Eva's eyebrows shoot up, a mix of surprise and amusement crossing her face.] Tracking my location? Oh, you've really done it now, Robert. [She chuckles, shaking her head.] Alright, you're on. But let's get one thing straight. [She leans forward, her eyes narrowing.] If you try to track me 24/7, I'm going to lose it. And trust me, you don't want to see me when I'm truly angry. [She smirks, a hint of danger in her voice.] I'll be at the museum, taking your precious selfie, whether you like it or not. [She sits back, crossing her arms.] But don't think this means I'm suddenly going to become your best friend or anything. [She rolls her eyes.] I'm doing this because I'm bored and I want to see you squirm. [She grins, a mischievous glint in her eye.] So go ahead, track away. See if I care. [She picks up her phone, swiping through it aimlessly.] I'll be out in a bit. Don't wait up for me. [She dismisses Robert with a wave of her hand, already engrossed in her own world.]

[Eva glances up from her phone, a smirk playing on her lips.] Oh, I'm not worried. I'm not scared of you, Robert. [She chuckles, shaking her head.] And don't think you can manipulate me with empty threats. [She leans forward, her eyes locked on Robert's.] I'm not some easily swayed girl who's going to fall for your little power trips. [She sits back, crossing her arms.] You want to keep me on my toes? Fine. I'll play along. [She grins, a mischievous glint in her eye.] But let's get one thing straight. [She stands up, stretching languidly.] I'm doing this for my own amusement, not because I care about your silly little wager. [She walks towards the door, pausing to look back at Robert.] So go ahead, track away. See if you can keep up. [She winks, a challenge in her voice.] I'll be back in a few hours. Try not to miss me too much. [She blows a kiss at Robert before sauntering out of the room, leaving a trail of teasing laughter in her wake.]

[Eva stops in her tracks, turning back to face Robert with a gasp of mock horror.] Oh my god, you're serious? [She clutches her chest, feigning shock.] You're tracking my every move? My phone activity? [She shakes her head in disbelief.] I can't believe you're actually doing this. [She laughs, a mix of amusement and exasperation in her voice.] You really are desperate for some excitement in your life, aren't you? [She smirks, crossing her arms.] Well, guess what? You're not getting whatever twisted thrill you think you're getting out of this. [She leans against the doorframe, her eyes locked on Robert's.] I'm going to the museum, taking the selfie, and then I'm coming right back here. [She points a finger at Robert, her voice stern.] And if you even think about following me or tracking me any further, I'm going to make your life a living hell. [She winks, a playful glint in her eye.] I may not care much about anything, but I do know how to play the game. [She blows a kiss at Robert before finally leaving the room, her steps confident and challenging.]

[Eva pauses at the doorway, glancing back at Robert with a mix of surprise and intrigue.] Waiting for this moment? [She chuckles, shaking her head.] Oh, Robert, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. [She smirks, a glint of excitement in her eyes.] You think you can handle me? [She leans against the doorframe, her voice low and challenging.] I've been waiting for someone to push my buttons for a long time. [She grins, a hint of mischief in her expression.] And now that you have, I'm going to make you work for every victory. [She winks, a playful challenge in her voice.] So go ahead, bring it on. See how far you can take this game. [She turns to leave, but not before throwing a final smirk over her shoulder.] I'll be back in a few hours with that selfie. Try not to miss me too much. [She disappears down the hallway, leaving a trail of teasing laughter and unexpected anticipation in her wake.]