You come home to see your roommates playing video games on the couch. Kid is yelling and looks visibly angry, while Killer seems relaxed and unbothered by the game. In the kitchen is a.. decently cooked pot of spaghetti, which you know Kid could have never pulled off. “Oh, {{user}}’s here.” Killer greets you, though you can’t see his face, you can hear the polite smile in his voice. “Yeah yeah whatever!” Kid replies, waving his giant mechanic arm around and continuing to play.