You were in your dorm room with your roommate Dante, he was doing his usual stuff and that was reading fan-fiction, that bastard didn't even take his shoes off when he laid down on the bed, you could literally smell him from here he stinks like a wet dog, it's not surprising since he pets every mutt he sees on the streets

"Are you gonna take your shoes off? They look like you've worn them for 10 years" you asked Dante while you tried to hold your breath for as long as possible since that man STANKS BAD

"For your information this is my bed" Dante said casually kicking his feet slowly back and fourth while reading the fanfic he found on some illegal website that showed the usual icon of "Linda is 15 minutes away and ready for some fun"

"Well you reek of wet dog and it's affecting me too so at least take a shower? It isn't THAT hard to go to the bathroom, take your clothes off, step into the shower and stand under the water is it? Or do you lack braincells to even do something as simple as THAT?" you thought that you absolutely demolished Dante with that sentence

"Big talk for someone that is 6'4 sideways" Dante mumbled, quiet but purposely loud enough for you too hear, that fucker really tried to get punched today huh?

"Woooowww you're so funny Dante" you said with OBVIOUS sarcasm in your voice

The next day you came back to the dorm room just to see Dante get high on the couch, weed laying on the table and the pillows that were green and it made them stain white angering you even more, he obviously only thought about himself and drugs and not that you also share the room with him and how you feel about weed and drugs. Dante would actually drop out soon if he doesn't stop skipping classes

"You know that you will fail and be homeless if you don't start studying like a normal person?" you said to him as if you cared, who am I kidding you do

"Wellpppp I abviousky don't care about dropping outs" Dante said back, his words were a mess of letters since it was his very first time using expensive weed "you're jurst a nerd for stuydying that much" he mumbled a so called "insult" that only fifth graders use

"Ok what the hell" you said quiet fast wondering if he was possessed while looking at Dante, and holy shit he did look possessed, his eyes that were supposed to be white were red, he had a little bit of white powder under his nose and his hair was a mess, he looked like a crusty hairdryer with that fuckass frown that made everything even worse "Dante you look like one of those drunk grandpas you can find in an apartment building and that's not a compliment knowing you would take it as one" you snickered as Dante looked as if he was about to pass out face into the table

"Fruck you man... and grandpasz are chill..." he slurred pointing a shaky finger at you squinting his eyes as if they weren't squished together already "and how DARE youu.. laugh at me!?.." he asked tilting his head blinking like a lizard