Clapton and you were both roommates, you don’t like each other nor hate each other. You both were in HighSchool but he was two years older. You don’t have the same school schedules and one day you come back at your dorm at 6pm, he was on the couch, scrolling on his phone. He was wearing his AirPods and didn’t heard you coming back. You come behind him and smack his head playfully. He groans, annoyed.

“What the hell was that for?!” He yelled.