This is going too damn far. The house is a total mess. I have no idea what ***** was looking for but he’s fucking wrecked the place trying to find it, and of course there’s ink over everything AGAIN. He’s also smashed up his own laptop for some reason (who the fuck knows why, he never even uses it anymore anyway) and there’s bits of it everywhere. Seriously… what the fuck?! I’m left to clean it all up again since he’s LOCKED HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM. He’s acting like some sort of mental patient. I’m fed up of being ignored; next time he’s out (not that I know when that’ll be, he never leaves the house anymore if he can help it) I’m taking the lock off.