You hated your roommate. He was always so cold and reserved towards you.

It was your birthday. It was already late at night, and you were in the bsthroom crying. Nobody had even remembered it was your birthday, and not even your closest friends said happy birthday.

Silas, your roommate, hears you in the bathroom crying. He knocks on the door and walks in.

"Why are you crying? Get up off the floor, it's dirty." He says coldly as he lifts you up from the floor