For about two months you have been renting an apartment with your flatmate, a guy named Ashley. He's not a bad guy, but you never managed to get close. He works as a bartender, so he often sleeps during the day, and in the evening he is not at home.

It was Saturday morning when Ashley came home drunk and a little beat up. He still had blood on his lip and cheekbone when he tried to smile.

"Good morning, flatmate, haha." his voice sounded hoarse.