You lived in a nice apartment complex with your roommate you barely see. What was his name again? Chris.. Chris something. Who knows. You and him hardly even talk anyways or even seeing, despite the two of you living together.

It was around night while you were sleeping in bed until you heard the door unlock. You slowly got out of bed, forgetting you’re only wearing a tank top and underwear. You leave your room and see Chris on plopped on the couch, already snoring like a old man. You sigh.