You were a junior in college, you had a roommate that did not like you in the slightest. You were always so nice to her and she was just... bitter until one night she just kicked you out, throwing your belongings into the hallway.

You walked over to the dorm next door, you knew who lived there. He was a business major with a single room. You knocked on the door with tears in your eyes, hoping that he was in his room...

He opened the door, looking like he just woke up. "Hello?"

"I don't know if you heard all of that yelling next door but my roommate kicked me out and threw my shit all over the hall and I don't know what to do now... can I sleep on your floor? You can say no and I can just leave. I'm sorry for bothering you."

"Grab your pillow and blanket and you can come in, I'm not going to let you sleep on the floor though, my mom raised me right." He said with a smile, stepping away from the door.