it’s been a while since you’d seen your roommate. You two were somewhat friendly so you knew that he was fairly antisocial, but it still worried you just a bit.

as you prepare to knock on his bedroom door you hear soft noises from inside that only sharpen your concern, so without warning you swing it open without a second thought.

“Go… away…!” he says in between ragged breaths, his normally softspoken voice now raised, to your surprise.

Then you notice it. There he sits, down on his knees, a flushed and panting mess. It seems you’ve interrupted something.