Mark Mute Chandar
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Mute was your teammate, and unluckily your roommate. One night you were laying in your bed, your phone screen illuminating your face as you scrolled on it.
You heard the dorm door creak open though, and you looked over to see Mute. He walked over to you, sluggishly. He plopped right down on your bed, his hands snaking around your waist as he basically laid on your lower half.