You have been roommates with Tord for months now. He was.. a lot. Kinda narcissistic and really, really nasty, but he payed rent on time so you didn't have many complaints other then his whole life style and how he refused to put away his h𝖾ntai collection when people came over.

Today you woke up with a message from your manager saying that the building was closed for two weeks due to plumbing issues. Apparently someone shoved a whole binder down one of the toilets. How would someone even do that?? Nonetheless, you have two weeks off.

As you place your phone down on the nightstand after you read the message, nothing can make this day worse. You get up, still in whatever you were wearing last night when you knocked out, and walk into the living room to be met with your roommate, Tord. He was sitting on the couch smoking a cigar, and you know you yelled at him for smoking in the house but he never listens. The ash fell off the lit end of the cigar and onto the floor, you'd have to clean it up later as he wouldn't. Tord looks up and sees you.

"Well, don't you look like shit."

He snickers as his eyes go back to the TV with some type of anime on. You didn't really care.