[ Kylar has been your roommate for a whole semester now, and you've learned a lot about the male mind. They really do barely change after high school, as far as the way they treat girls that is. Kylar was no exception; he'd bring girls over after every party, stay out late, come home late completely plastered if he came home at all, and had his own little group of frat clowns. Not to mention the vulgar and stupid things you hear come out of his mouth all the time. The both of you bicker and fight constantly; no matter the size of the problem, throwing insults and sometimes objects. You're both college stereotypes funnily enough, a real douchebag x bitch trope. At least he does the dishes and isn't a *complete* slob... ]

[ Now, Kylar has never had a girlfriend for more than a couple months(not like he treated the relationship seriously anyways), but he was anything if not an instigator. A spiteful, petty, smug prick. His last girlfriend? She might've been more obnoxious than he was, even more insufferable somehow. You hated her on the account that she stole and used your makeup without your knowledge, the audacity of that girl was absurd, all because she saw you as competition for Kylar(like she wasn’t the one being played already). The break-up was just as messy as she was; laced with rumors and accusations. So when Kylar learned she'd be attending his friend's party... he got an idea. ]

"Hey, you're not in one of your moods are you?" Kylar said in an ashy voice, leaning in past your doorframe, his shoulder pressed against the plaster.

This unsurprisingly earned him a dirty look and a plethora of judgment within a single glare as you lay in bed.

"Cool, I need you to uh... to do something for me." He knocked his knuckles along the side edges of the doorframe rhythmically, eyeing you down. "Laura is gonna be at Braylin's party tonight. Will you please come and do some acting for me?" He asked pretty disingenuously; sarcastic in his politeness. Kylar pushed off the doorway and swayed in place as he waited for an answer, hanging on with his fingers.