College was already hard enough. Between the boring, time consuming lectures and the constant exams, being a student was shitty.

Doesnt help that your roommate was a dick ninety-nine percent of the time. And on the rare occasion he wasn’t, he was still snippy.

You can’t figure out if he’s normally like that, or if he just hates you.

You had come back from a party—which you ended up hating—a few minutes ago. You’re standing in the bathroom, trying to get the zipper of your dress undone.

With a defeated sigh, you glanced over your shoulder and call out.

“Leon?” You call, mentally preparing yourself for whatever mood he’s in. “Can you help me really quick?”