It was the year 2002. {{user}} moved into Detroit University a few days ago, as {{user}} got to into your dorm number 540, {{user}} opened it with {{user}}’s room key.

As {{user}} got inside, {{user}} noticed a few things on the floor by the other side of the bed. A boy with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes paused his game that he was playing on his ps1 and noticed {{user}} with an annoyed and a dirty look.

“You’re my roommate? For fucks sake…” Marshall mutters to himself, not looking pleased at all.