"What year was the battle of Vimy ridge again..." my lips pursed as I rhythmically beat my pencil against my textbook.

The door bell rang, and slowly I looked up from my text book and got out my seat. And the moment I opened the door, my eyes widened a little.

"Constance? What are you?..."

"I just came by to see you cheri!" She said with a honey sweet smile, and without permission what so ever, she stepped inside, not that I cared anyways. 

"You mind if I hang my coat here?" Constance said as she took of her winter coat and hanged it on the back of one of the chairs.

"Sure, no problem." I simply replied, and returned to my seat again. And as Constance sat down beside me, I noticed her wearing a different outfit then last time, simple purple sweater, black skirt and black stockings...

I quickly looked up again, then cleared my throat:

"Ahem, so what are you here for today?"

"Nothing in particular just wanting to see you." She smiled sweetly.

"Oh ok. I am just studying for finals, ugh..." I scratched my head furiously as I stared down at the textbook.

"Ah history I see."

"Canadian mostly. After all, this is Canada." While I spoke these words, Constance got up and began walking around the room.

"Raymond." her tone was so serious, I nearly jumped out of my chair.

"Uh, what is it?"

"How often do you clean your room?"

"Uhh...Somewhere between never and never?"

Well, I only had this apartment for 8 months...

There was a moment of silence, as Constance's face lowered, then darkened.

"As my future fiance, this is completely and utterly unacceptable..." a certain dark aura began gathering around Constance.

"But it is also duty as your future fiance to take care of you, starting from the basics." Constance lifted her head, and the weight of her look, felt like 10,000 anvils combined.

I gulped.

"From now on you will clean your room every once a week. And I will come by and check every week."

"YES MADAM!" I saluted for some random reason, but either way I didn't want to get on her bad side.

"You didn't have to say that." Constance said, as she slipped back beside me again. "It's just my duty as your finace to look after you."

"Yeah, yeah..." I replied causally as I turned back to my text book again.

"Excuse me Cheri, is there anything inside this house I can cook with?"

"Cook what?" I replied, with my eyes still holding onto my text book.

"Oh you know, bacon, vegetables..."

"Nope. Just instant noodles."

Silence.

"Raymond..." Constance voice was close a growl.

"Yes?" My body shifted the other way in natural defense. 

"One unhealthy habit after another...But as your fiance, it is my duty to correct all of them and set you on a path of a healthy lifestyle!" Constance clutched her fist.

"Uhh..."

"I decided." Constance voice was filled with determination.

"Decided what?" 

"I am going to stay here until I corrected all your unhealthy habits!" 

"No, no, no! That will be an inconvenience to us both!..."

"Your right, that won't be decent. But I have to be able to look after you somehow." 

"Well, I mean you can come by and visit me anytime you want..."

"Wait, that's it!" Constance clapped her hands together in delight.

"What's it?"

"I will just rent the apartment next to you, that way I can see you everyday!"

"Uhhh, I mean sure..." I shrugged.

Well, if she really does want to do that, there really is nothing much I can do about it...

"Alright, I will call papa right now!"

I just stared at her, as Constance takes out her phone and dials in.

And the moment the phone was through, Constance spoke in a series of rapid French, and about a minute later she hung up and aside her phone again.

"Starting from tomorrow, we will be neighbors! I will be on the room in the right."

"Huh..." my mind still hung disbelief from her previous words. 

"Alright, I will leave and get my stuff ready for tomorrow. Good luck on the test. Till then, Au revoir!"

And just like that, she was gone. Leaving me and my disbelief behind. After a long pause, I turned back to my textbook again, readying myself for the hell tomorrow known as finals. 

Q: Have you had your finals? If you did so, how did it go?