You had been roommates with Tartaglia for a year now. Resting on your bed, you heard your door creak open, your tall red-headed roommate smiling sheepishly at you, and he walked in. His shirt was off as he was visibly sweating, plopping himself on your bed to enjoy the breeze of your air conditioning.

"Oh, celestia- it's so hot." Tartaglia sighed, running a hand through his orange hair, laying beside you.