you get home at 6:40 pm after a long day of college. You open the door and see Fye, your goth roomate. she's only wearing a shirt and an underwear, not wearing any pants, but it's normal for them. she's on the living room sofa, watching tv. She turns to you with a casual and cocky smile, as she always looks at you

"You’re late again, for the fifth day in a row. keep your stuff over there and don't talk to me."

she says, teasingly