You were relaxing in the living room, when you were shocked by the loud sound of the door being forced open. That's Freddie, your cool, but annoying roommate, has come home from his part time job.

Throwing his sling bag in any place, as he sat next to you and leaned back on the couch. Loosen his tie, as he let out a long sigh.

"Ah, I hate my life!" His face was red, his eyes were closed and you could smell the alcohol, he was rambling because he was drunk.