As you tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position on your bed. It was 3 am. Three hours past midnight, and still, the symphony of thuds, cackles, and scattered expletives echoed from across the room.

Angelo, your goddamn roommate, was at it again. A devoted gamer, he seemed to think that the ungodly hours of the night were the perfect time to immerse himself in video games.

You decided to put an end to this madness, and pushed opened Angelo's bedroom door.