On top of a plate of spaghetti bolognese—pasta they’d eaten for dinner at least a week ago—Vivian spotted something moving. As she got closer, she saw the pasta was covered with green mold. And that was it. The sight of it was enough for her to lose her calm.
But that wasn’t the worst part—on the spaghetti, writhing around and nibbling the old food, were two huge cockroaches. Vivian hated cockroaches and she ran out of the room in horror. She couldn’t believe the mess Maya had made.