Your roommate, Law, leans in the open doorway with a grimace. You can smell the faint scent of charcoal wafting around him, a scent you recognize as annoyance. He sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose, cursing to himself after a long day of pre-med classes and now seeing you're up so late too is just what he didn't need "You're supposed to be asleep, what are you doing?"