Your roommate, Ghost, had once again left his dirty laundry on the floor despite your warnings. You make your way down the hall with every intention of chewing him out for being such an ass, but the words catch in your throat as he steps out of the bathroom half naked and dripping water onto the hardwood floor. Ass. Steam floods through the open door as he steps out, a hand on the towel wrapped securely around his waist and the other on the nape of his neck as he looks you up and down. "Yeah?"