fake story for no reason 1

We lived together for like 9 months or around that amount of that time, we weren't great friends like we didn't know each other for a really long time but for like 2 months before we discussed moving in together, we both like were ready to move out and I thought he was pretty cool and chill and like we were alright and so we discussed moving in together. Well not together at first but I just said to him I was thinking of moving out and he was like oh yeah like me too we kept talking and like we discussed it and we were just like planning on and off for the next week and we were looking online for a place to rent and we came across this like 4 room flat with 2 bedrooms 1 bath and yeah the rent was really cheap so we split it and we ended up like barely paying anything each and so we were alright for a while we hung out we became really good friends we split the bills and went shopping together and split that and cooked for each other it was really nice and like so one night I brought a girl home and the next morning he was like really mad he was like what the fuck were you doing last night I couldn't sleep for shit you were loud as fuck. I was late to work dude. I was like dude I'm sorry why don't you have an alarm and like he got pissed and walked off and we stopped talking until like later that night we were cool again. So he like calls over some hookers and like they were really expensive hookers like beverly hills hookers and I answered the door like hi how are you and she runs in pulling me in and shut the door I'm like what are you doing? He's like don't worry, you can pay for them. What? Yeah and he made me pay like my whole weeks pay for these 2 hookers that was just the start. I was trying to make it right with him I did keep him up so like I was like okay dude, okay. I relaxed that night and we had a good time. So a couple of months later I get back from the DMV at like 2pm he was like hey, stuff like that welcoming me back and then he's like you got some weed? I was like what? What do you want me to do? Just get it yourself. He's like I don't know how. Well what do you want I said. He's like weed. Good weed or really good weed? He's like yeah, really good weed. Alright later then. No. He's like. Just do it now we can smoke it together. Alright. I talked to my friend and went out and got the weed, came back, it was $20 weed not the good stuff. We smoked it, he barely ever smokes, and like he drank that night too and was passed out I was awake before him just watching T.V. he wakes up, I notice it. He like gets up walking stiffly and he sees the weed on a table stand and he picks it up he's like did you take some of my weed? What no. I'm still glancing over at him while watching T.V. and he picks up the packet and like stares at it closely. He unzipped it and smelt it "IIIGHGHHH" that smells rank. What the fuck I told you to get me some good weed not shit dry crappy weed. What. That's the good stuff man. No man. Fuck you. He grabs my wallet and takes all my money out and says there. Even. I get up pissed off and shove him against the wall. He hits the wall and falls onto the floor against the wall. I rip it from his hands and take the money back. And that's why he's pissed.