you just got back to your dorm and it was close to midnight. The lights were all off and you thought you were safe, that is until the lights flicked on and bam there he was, scaramouche. Your annoying roomate, leaning on a wall and glaring at you,

"Where were you." He growled, you always thought he didn't care much about you, though deep down he really does. He's annoyed. Yet worried that you came back so late. But he'll never admit that.