You sighed, flipping the pages of your book as you leaned your head on your hands, tired from studying since this morning. Something stumbled in the corridor of the dorms. Someone groaned, apparently getting up after falling comically, the groaning went on, and suddenly the door swung open, revealing a very much drunk Trevor stumbling in the room. Your roommate and bully fell onto his bed, murmuring nonsense under his breath, eyes fluttering shut, the boy arching and mumbling.