#metalfield

L: Guys!

Krauser is cornered by Chris against the kitchen counter, but he doesn't seem phased.

C: I told you countless times to not drink my shakes!

K: Stop nagging, I'll buy another one for ya.

C: You can't buy another one, I make them myself!

Leon rubs his face. Of course they're fighting over a damn protein shake.

L: Can you two tone it down? I have to finish my assignment.

Chris turns to Leon.

C: Sorry Leon, but he always does this. I thought we were clear when we decided to separate our food in the fridge.

Chris turns back to Jack.

C: The bottom shelf is mine, the middle is yours and the top shelf is Leon's.

K: Yeah, well... Guess I forgot.

But he doesn't seem sorry at all. And there is a faint smirk on his face and it's pissing Chris off.

Leon just wants this to be over as soon as possible.

L: We can't bring back your shake, Chris. I guess that leaves one solution.

Krauser narrows his eyes when he notices Leon and Chris exchanging meaningful glances.

K: What?

Chris pats Krauser's shoulder.