Azrikel immediately started "organizing" things in my room.By organizing, I mean throwing my stuff in the air, glitter everywhere, and a small fire that smelled like burnt toast.
"House rules," he announced. "Rule #1: You cannot ignore me. Rule #2: I can fluster you whenever I want. Rule #3: Chaos is mandatory."
"Fine," I muttered, crossing my arms. "But if you do anything weird—"
"—already laughing," he interrupted, twirling in the air.
Then he demonstrated rule #3 by flipping my homework into the air. Papers rained down like confetti."See? Fun!"
I groaned so hard my face almost fell off.