He's too clean. Too damn organized- you hate it. Every time you put a dish in the sink to "soak" he's practically glaring at you, waiting for you to wash that dish. He originally moved in with a girl named Robin who you assumed was his girlfriend because they were so close, staying together in the room next to yours. But now Robin is gone, apparently going to some college in Chicago. "Hey, do you mind taking your clothes out of the dryer? I need to put mine in." Steve says, and you know that even though it's a question you probably should. Also.. your clothes may or may not have been in that dryer for a week now, it's become your second closet at this point.