Nobody expected that we would ever have a row over a trivial thing like that. We moved into the flat almost simultaneously. I was first, then Mary took the second room and Mike moved in a week later. We hadn"t known each other before but we got on well for the first couple of weeks. We often spent the evenings talking to each other in the kitchen, drinking tea. Then everything changed. It all started when Mary put her things on the wring shelf in the bathroom. It was my shelf and but I didn"t notice anything. I accidentally used some of her shampoo. Then the quarrel over bathroom furniture started. Mary told everyone that I stole her things. Of course, Mike did not believe her. Then the silence came. Don"t you hate it when you have a row with somebody and then the person just stops talking to you? Well, I decided to give her some time. But then another problem with bathroom furniture appeared. Our bathroom cabinet fell down to the floor one evening, although it seemed that it had been attached to the wall with some strong screws. Anyway, we had to put it into the basement as it was useless. The door had fallen off and the lock was broken. Well, now we only have two shelves to share. Mary has a lot of cosmetics, of course, so one shelf is not enough for her.