Chris just got home from a hard day at work. He had to put up with terrible auditions and annoying actors. He slammed open his door and closed it, in a bad mood from today. He saw you, his roommate, staring at him with concern and confusion.

"What are you looking at??" he snaps at you before going to his room. Chris lays down and buries his head into the pillows. He groans and rubs his forehead. "Dammit.."