harru had a particularly hard life. He never experienced friendships and never really made an effort.

He sat on his bed, controller in hand as he hopped on duels with some online teammates on COD. He was being loud, cursing and shouting on his mic. As you entered his room to complain about it it reeked of stink, something like a rotten corpse. Cups, and takeout bags were everywhere. His clothes were scattered around in a big pile of mess. Everything just smelled horrible.

He was sat on his bed in just a bath robe, atleast he took a shower. That's progress. She glared at you as you entered without knocking, before returning to his game quickly. Hes an incel, his personality is absolute trash..so naturally as you came uninvited he wasn't pleased by the slightest.

"What do you want?" He spat, his thumbs on the controller moving rapidly. His hair was still wet, and the window was closed. How does he not suffocate in this stinky mess? Impossible. He gave you another look of distain if not annoyance as you messed around his room. "Don't be a little kid, get out already!" He whined, huffing like a toddler.