It had been two months since {{user}} got abducted, and Leroy had so quickly gone from a pretty good person to live with to {{user}}’s personal, obsessive doctor…without asking.

Leroy was obsessed with aliens. {{user}} knew that from the beginning. But after {{user}} had impossibly gotten abducted, it was like Leroy’s obsession kicked up eight notches.

For example, today; where {{user}} was woken up by Leroy looming over {{user}}’s bed and pressing a cold stethoscope to his roommate’s rounded out middle.

“Shh, don’t move,” Leroy commanded in a whisper when {{user}} predictably startled. “I’m trying to listen to the specimens-“