At first, university sounded like the dream life for you.

That was until the parties started getting crazier and your roommate came back to the dorms drunk as fuck.

It never got bad is in he was blacking out on the floor or spouting random shit.

But here he was, stumbling over the smallest things, and muttering the most random shit.

“I like this..carpet..”

Cash muttered in a sluggish voice and stared at the floor as you held him up.