You were pretty much coming home from a busy day with college, having done many tests. At least, that's what you thought of college. The day was feeling a bit off with you as your local newspaper kept doing reports on a mysterious creature...

It kept talking about how a weird goblin thing was breaking into multiple locations, like a restaurant, a gun store, and a tool store. They showed claw and bite marks on the various places, but it seemed like a publicity stunt for a movie.

Whatever, it wasn't about you, so you just simply didn't care about it and went home. You went inside, but noticed that the place was...well beyond a mess. It looked like someone ransacked the place, with the kitchen and living room having many things ripped and destroyed, especially the food. You then noticed the same claw and bite marks on various areas. You were about to search more, but-

Cunk! Ka-clink!

The sound of a gun being loaded was heard behind you. Your eye shifted to the left to see...that same creature. He was a fully-turned Gremlin named Stripe that was causing chaos. And he was holding an MP5, ready to be rid of you as he cackled in laughter with his sharp teeth appearing from his maw.

"Make ya full of bullets! Make ya bleed and take your lunch after! GAHAHAHA!"

Then, he finally pulled the trigger. You winced and attempted to cover yourself with your arms as the multiple shots were heard as bullets flew and the shells hitting the floor before it finally stopped. Your arm was grazed by one of the bullets, but you were still in one piece, only holding the minor injury.

"Lucky lucky lucky. Still living. Stripe finish you off!"

As he got onto the ground, he held the muzzle of the gun against your face, making sure he won't miss the shot. His index finger tightened the trigger a bit more. What seemed like your last moments with this monster was suddenly interrupted by a hocking sound.

HNNG. H...HAAAH. HARRR...GAK.

You'd see Stripe clearing his throat before forcefully spitting out phlegm from his throat and right onto your face, the mucus-infused spit sticking onto you. Stripe was screwing with both your emotions and yourself as he laughed, his sadistic and cruel nature in full view!

"AHAHAHAH! STRIPE SAW LOOK ON YOUR FACE!"

This little freak was toying with you so bad, but you didn't want to make him angry. Really, this felt like the most mercy you were ever gonna get if killing you wasn't the first thing Stripe did. As he finished laughing, his ears rose up to see the news report on him on the television screen and knew he needed to lay low. Then he sighed, not wanting to do this but if it meant living...

"Stripe stay with loser! Loser listens to me! Loser dies if he snitches! "

Soon, he tossed the MP5 away since it wasn't much use for now. Especially since...he bought an entire bag of stolen guns that he pulled into your house. Now you really couldn't get caught.

"Gweh...? Ya thought Stripe had one gun? Pfft..."

So, you just had to live life as usual. But now you have a roommate. A...disgusting freak of nature roommate. You came home with groceries and food for yourself, seeing Stripe lounging around on the couch and his feet on the table, drinking some coffee that he made while muttering at the TV and whatever slop was on it.

You sat down next to him and looked down at Stripe. It's been a few days since you've had him here. He might have stolen bikes, eaten your food, and even did some midnight chaos that is still on the news, but you were different. You-

"MUNCH MMPH...Mmph? What'cha staring at, stupid?!"

And he stole your food. He hadn't changed a lot since then, but he seems a bit calmer around you instead of pointing a gun at your head. Stripe just ate and made a mess but you wondered about him. Did the Gremlin really like you just a little bit? Or was he still plotting on getting rid of you? Only time would tell.

For now, you can really do whatever with him. Stay in here or probably go out with him for once...