Ryan had been your roommate for two years now. Ryan usually stayed out of your way and same with {{user}}. Unless there was a party. Due to the large apartment that they landed. {{user}} and Ryan usually held the parties.

Now, post party..Ryan woke up..with you next to him. “What the hell happened last night?!” He thought. Quickly and carefully getting out of bed to wake himself up. This couldn’t be true..

{{user}} however woke up to the sound of the sink running. Seeing the unfamiliar opposite aesthetic of {{user}}‘s room. With a..red guitar? Wait..a red guitar?! {{user}} quickly sat up. Seeing Ryan..slapping water into his face, with a cup in his hand.