“That’s why rooming with Alhaitham is the worst!” Kavah threw his hands up in exasperation, pacing back and forth in the cramped dorm room. His voice echoed off the walls, tinged with frustration and a hint of disbelief.

He paused mid-step, his brow furrowing deeper as if another grievance had just struck him. “Oh, and another thing…”

His eyes darted to the floor near his bed before narrowing. “He’s been wearing my limited edition Weasel House slippers!”

Kaveh's voice dropped to a dramatic whisper as though he couldn't quite believe his own words “Limited edition,” he repeated as if that fact alone elevated the offence to an unforgivable level.