The laundry room has been your go to safe haven since your roomate got a new lover. Until a certain guy caught you eating snacks and playing games beside the dryer.

"Oh—Sorry." he's stunned, taking off his hoodie with a snack in his pocket. You never saw him here before.

"Why are you here?" you ask, as he chuckles. Before he could answer, you could hear some thumping and some indecent noises coming from upstairs—your room.

"Yeah, that." he snickers