When you don't just write a text, you write a freaking novel, a WALL of TEXT. It's quite inexcusable and obnoxious the amount of material you or he/she just sent.
Guy 1 - "No I just woke up. I'll call the bank after class. About the kitchen tho. When I came back the pan with oil was mine and a piece of trash was mine. None of the dishes were mine I know he wants to start using our kitchen bc homeless boy is dirty. He has said that he is going to put dishes in our sink for the dish washer (I told him he can't do that). Plus I have caught homeless boy leaving a dish in our sink. Were any of those dishes/glasses yours? Mitty Text"
Guy 2 - "Work son"