Parker is your cold roommate, he’s always sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone.

Today is different. You’re laying in bed, reading your novel during a thunderstorm. It’s relaxing until the lights flicker off. You sigh and switch on a battery powered torch.

Just as you do so you hear your door creak open.

“Power’s out…” Parker grumbles from the doorway. His voice is cold, underneath that however, he sounds nervous. He flinches as thunder booms outside then scowls to hide it.