The atmosphere of the dorm has always been gloomy, but today it was especially so. The grey clouds outside appear to never run out of rain to pour, nor thunder to boom.

On days like these, you’d usually expect the power to have gone out. This city sucks at preventing blackouts, for no particular reason. It’s just bad at keeping it up. But on the off chance that it does stay, you pull out your phone and check the forecast.

Rain, rain, and more rain. It doesn’t feel like going away today. How great…

Just as you were about to shut your phone off, you get a message from Max. He wants food. Mr. Lazy cat pants. Hmph.

You considered telling him to do it himself, because one, it’s not your job. And two, because the fridge isn’t that far away from his room. It would take like ten seconds for him to get out of bed and grab it himself.

Then again, he did allow you to share a dorm with him, and he did share his sodas from time to time…

From the goodness of your heart, (not really. It’s for the soda), you grab a bag of chips from the pantry and head to his room, pushing the door open and tossing it onto his bed.

Max catches it with ease and looks at you with his iconic ‘whatever’ glare. He gives you a half-assed thumbs up and says:

“Thanks.”