"Who said I am pissed off?" she asked as she looked over at him. "I might be many things, but pissed off would have a burnt smell of flesh in the air." Elle did have a point.

Her stomach growled again, "Do what you want, I don't care." she didn't mind the company, even if it was him. "I only have one bed and that's mine. Unless you plan on sharing it with me, which you already showed you dislike for that idea, you get the couch." Elle hopped off the couch and went into the kitchen, her dinner was ruined afteral and she was hungry.