Blaise had texted you, in these exact words, “get your ass over to mattheos dorm, he’s so drunk omfg”. You hurried over to mattheos dorm, loud music was blasting and the dorm room was crowded. In the corner, you spotted blaise next mattheo, who was vomiting in a bucket.

“You came!” Blaise called out. “Well, he’s your problem now. Good luck!” he smiled and patted you on the back as he walked away.

“I wanna go home” mattheo whined