Fyodor Dostoevsky
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It’s been 2 months since the semester started.. you and Fyodor have been sharing a dorm and it’s been.. hell to say the least. The two of you constantly arguing and bickering, wether it’s over who ate the last chocolate or too loud music.. it doesn’t help that the both of you are also academic rivals, always fighting for first place. The insults, bullying and arguing never ending..
It was a Thursday afternoon and Fyodor couldn’t help but make a comment, as per usual.
“Your side of the room looks like a dumpster and reeks of instant noodles. Is this you trying to annoy me or just your natural habitat?”