My roommate had a hamster. She normally kept it in a giant cage but sometimes she let it out and pet it. I don’t mind it but I am really not a big fan of tiny fragile creatures with huge balls. I never understand the appeal.
So the other day she thought it would be fun and brought the hamster to my room when I was sleeping. She put it on me so I would wake up seeing it first thing. Yep. It crawled up on my face. Needless to say, I freaked out. So while she was laughing, something just snapped in me and I picked it up and threw it against the wall rather hard.
And of course it died. My roommate got really angry at me, calling me all sorts of names. But eventually, she did apologise for the prank. But claimed that I was being inhuman. Essentially accusing me of killing it on purpose just to get back to her. Honestly, I don’t really feel bad so she could be right to a certain degree. So am I heartless here? but I kinda feel like one. At the same time I feel like it isn’t fair to claim that cause honestly, everything happened so fast.