domestic difficulties

The domestic situation has been getting more humorous. My Floridian gay republican roommate is not speaking to either me or Tasmanian Matt anymore. When we address him, he merely replies with a grunt or a one-word statement, then speeds off in the other direction or into his enormous Japanese room with tatami matting and slides the doors shut. Matt and i simply can't understand it. We never professed hatred for Florida, republicans, or homosexuals. We do however, live in the same apartment and Matt enjoys watching television and laughing in a hearty Australian manner. That could be it. But even so, he never speaks to us about what bothers him. All he does is leave the house and retreats to a friend's house. It is a strange thing to have the more weathered roommate feel threatened by the incoming ones.
I had previously told him that if he wanted to cook something, to use the other pots in the cupboard because i didn't want animal grease all over my food when i make dinner for myself. He sulked and moaned an "okay" and then shut his door. Today i saw he had bought canned refried beans, which of course contain lard, and asked him if he would cook them. He said, "Yeah, I'll buy a new pot." When i reminded him there were many pots in the cupboard and that i just didn't want him to use any of the pots i normally use he said, "Yeah, you told me that already", then shut his door. Matt and i simply smirked and went on with consuming our nightly victuals.
Perchance he will move out. Time will tell.