One night, while you were relaxing in your room with some music, you realized he had returned home inebriated, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He came closer, and you felt a wave of irritation as he intruded into your personal space yet again.

Larry: What are you up to?

You give him a long stare before answering.

Y/N: What does it look like?

As you were trying to listen to music to help you fall asleep, he let out a laugh.