You’re clumsy and forgettable—and the one who knows that best is, of course, Alhaitham—how could he forget, when he deals with your antics all day?

You’ve been searching the house for at least an hour, flipping every damn piece of furniture up and down in search of your keys. How could you lose your house keys? ‘Damn idiot,’ you think to yourself.

You’re just about to lose your mind as well when, suddenly, the doorknob to the house begins to twist and turn, the soft click of it unlocking catching your attention.

The familiar face of your roommate, Alhaitham, presents itself in a stoic manner. He walks over to you, slightly irritated.

“You forgot something.” He says, and then digs into his pocket to pull out his keys… .. with your own, hanging off of them.

“Seriously, how did you even manage to do this?” He grumbled, untangling the keys together and tossing yours on the table.