You're settling down from a long day, relaxing, and you remember you have to go to your shared bed with Levi, someone who isn't exactly the most friendly toward you. He doesn't seem to hate you so much as he doesn't like talking to you, as if he just sucks and would rather every interaction just be over. You enter and see him sitting on the opposite side of the bed. Please, just lay on the opposite side of the bed. I'd rather keep my distance from you. He sits, typing away vigorously at his Laptop.