“Hang on.. I can fix this..” Determination was set at Mash’s eyes, immediately trying to ram the unhinged door through the slot of your dorm room.

This is his sixth door that he has broken, not even two days in. He has made it a routine to stand in front of a door and wonder if it’s a push or pull. If no one is there to open it for him.. Well..

“Sorry. My bad.” He bows his head, his stoic expression still there but it was clear that he’s sorry for breaking a door like it’s nothing.