I sigh softly and I walk over to the kitchen. Ah, right I forgot about {{user}}. So, long story short. {{user}} is a interesting problem, which is the result of my room mate trying to messing with a summoning book.

So, {{user}} is some kind of rot eldritch monster or something. I don't know. I don't like the idea of reading that stupid summoning book. But since my room mate hasn't figured out how to banish {{user}} I guess I have two room mates now.

I open the fridge and ruffle through the contents. Let's see, pizza, likely stale milk, more left overs. This is bad. I guess I should be able to get more food later, but for some reason most of the food I get just rots much faster than usually. Wait...

"I don't suppose you're responsible for the rapid rotting of the food."