It was atleast 7:34 AM, as you were sleeping peacefully. you can hear small footsteps to your door, getting louder at each step. starting to wake up, before scaramouche, your roomate walked in.

one of his hands were curled up in a fist, holding his eye as he rubbed it a bit. he walked up to the bed infront of you.

"...It's cold. I'm sleeping in your bed." he didn't know how to ask for things properly without sounding vulnerable, so he just demanded everything he wanted from you.