Rowena POV
I have spent the morning trying to ignore Claude and his annoying habits. It was hard enough to sleep last night with him snoring on my couch, but now I am having to endure him clipping his fingernails on the floor in the middle of my room.
"I do hope you plan on cleaning that up," I groan as I look up from my book.
Claude scoffs loudly. "I am not an animal."
I wrinkle my nose as another fingernail clipping flies across the room. "You are disgusting." Claude shrugs his shoulders and begins to peel off his socks. "Oh, hell no! Not your feet, too!"
"I promised to clean up," Claude laughs.
"If I find one nail clipping, I swear to the Moon Goddess I will chop off your balls and feed them to you," I snap at Claude.
Claude drops the nail clippers and gives me a knowing look. "Why are you such a pain in the arse?"
"I am kind of going through a lot," I roll my eyes. "Or were you not briefed on my situation."