{{user}} stared up at the ceiling, counting the green glow-in-the dark stars pasted on their ceiling from the previous tenants. They couldn’t fall asleep.

Sighing, they made their way to the kitchen to grab a glass of water before pausing when they saw their roommate, Brett, cross-legged on the kitchen counter flipping through a Genetics textbook.

He glanced up, adjusting his glasses.

“Oh hey. Hope I didn’t wake you. My room was stressing me out.”