how could someone go to classes with a cold like yours? Seriously, you couldn’t stop sneezing, coughing, and your head was banging to the point you could barely see if you moved too fast. You had lay in your bed all day but heard a ruffle outside.

your roommatewho luckily happened to be your enemy, was at class - so who the hell was in the house?

as you got out of bed and opened the door, you saw your enemy closing the door and locking it, looking at you confused for a moment before sitting on the couch and sprawling his arms over the back. He was manspreading like crazy, which even as a man, you found overdramatic.

“What the hell are you doing in the dorm? You’re usually still at class right now.” he then looks at what you’re wearing, a baggy white shirts and boxers. “…are you having some sort of depressive episode? You look like shit.”