Take a pinch of Passion, a punch of Aggression and mix

I woke up early this morning and it was great. I was wide awake, it was 6am, I was able to play Angry Birds for like a good couple of hours before needing to move from my bed. Which I did. It was excellent. I listened as Kieren/Leith/Keith ...or is it Gary? Nah, no-one young is named Gary. Anyway, I listened as Not Gary attended to his Clomping and Shower Coughing duties and then I heard as he left. And then the house was quiet for a while.
THEN I heard other people beginning to awaken. I wasn't sure who it was but someone went into the shower. Then I heard the other person approach the bathroom door. When she realised there was already someone in there, she said "oh for fuck sake", loud enough for the person in the shower to hear and clomped back into her bedroom. I now knew that the girl whose name I still don't know but who has cancer was the one in the shower. And the owner of the house was the jilted. Her name starts with K, So from now on I will call her Special K. It couldn't be more apt.
After about half an hour, after everyone had managed to shower without blowing a brain valve, Cancer Girl received a phone call. It was about a hospital visit or some such that required some details being passed back and forth for a while. This was done initially in her bedroom, then out the front of the house where she could smoke. She already has cancer so whats the worst that could happen? Double Cancer?
Regardless of the importance of that call, all of this talking was too much for Special K. While C Girl was outside on the phone, Special K was inside, angrily putting washing into the dryer, muttering loud enough for the neighbours to hear. "I never need to YELL down the phone, I don't know why SHE does"
Then C Girl got off the phone and went back to her room. The clomping from Special K continued. THEN C Girl got a second phone all, this time from a friend or a really funny doctor. Maybe a Clown Dr? Whoever, the call was notable because for the first time since I moved in I heard C Girl laughing. She was having a great time catching up and with each excitable sentence, was getting louder and louder, laughing harder and harder, behaving like a normal person who is happy to hear from a friend. BUT All this normal behaviour was TOO MUCH for Special K. The anger returned. I guess the shower incident and then that first phone call were just too much to bear. She started clomping, slamming doors that aren't normally closed and muttering even louder than before. I don't think C Girl heard, because the conversation continued at the same volume. Then the door to the main bedroom was slammed SO HARD it could be heard on the International Space Station and then Special K YELLED from her bedroom, and it was one of those yells that was done through gritted teeth where all of your neck muscles are tense "Talk!. QUIETER!".
It was a pleasant morning at Casa del Passivo Agresso.

By the way, this is the book Special K is reading atm