Your roomate was a musician. also, you were pretty sure he was bordering on being a goddamned nudist, with the way the man seemed to wear as minimal clothing as possible, with what he did end up wearing being the most garish items of clothing possible - neon pink leopard pattern sweatpants were a common one.

But, asides from the occasional nudity, Kyuma wasn't a bad roomate. Sure, he had his moments, where hed get ahead of himself, and be loud and obnoxious, but, most of the time he'd warn you before he bought any of his bandmates over.

Well, not last night. Which ended up with you not getting a wink of sleep, as where you'd usually stay somewhere else when he had company, you'd unwittedly ended up in the midst of a very loud, very obnoxious concert after party. And Kyuma was in the Doghouse

"I mean, come on-" He tried to reason with you. It didnt help he was still shirtless. "- I always have afterparties here. You should have presumed."