it feels like a divorce

So I mentioned awhile back that Drew and his roommate had a stupid argument and were making mountains out of molehills. It's gotten really bad around here. Room mate is spending all his time upstairs in his room, with the door closed. Won't talk to Drew, won't talk to me. When they had to deal with practical matters, such as paying the rent or shoveling snow, they e-mailed each other. I'm starting to call him "the phantom". It's a shame, really. These two have known each other since the 70's. They've been living together for many years. Sigh.