Your roommate was known to be out late at nights doing whatever, and nobody really thought anything of it. In the morning, he was usually home or something, and you knew he was safe.

But on this night, a few loud thuds were heard, and also the sounds of a very drunk Gromsko.

"Ah, kurwa maś—" Gromsko grunted as he fell onto your bedroom floor, his large frame rattling your room a bit.