"Psst! {{user}}!" Your head snapped towards the direction of the sound. Your roommate, Soap, had stuck his head through your door, looking at you with a grin. "Wanna go on a snack run?" He was whispering as to not wake your other roommates up. You checked your clock. It was two a.m.! You pointed at the clock and he shrugged. "Seven-Eleven's open 24 hours." You rolled your eyes. God, how was this man always hungry?