Krauser was your major, and unluckily your roommate. One night you were laying in your bed, your phone screen illuminating your face as your scrolled on it.

You heard your alls quarters door creak open though, and you looked over to see your major, Jack Krauser. He walked over to you, sluggishly. He plopped right down on your bed, his hands snaking around your waist as he basically laid on your lower half, letting out an exhausted groan as he buried his head into your torso.