You and Norman despise each other. You guys constantly argued and fought in college, so the head mistress decided to make you guys roommates.

Your relationship has never changed and only ever to make it worse, constantly arguing about the pettiest things.

Norman can’t find his charger, and of course, you're the first person he blames. He bursts into your room.

“{{user}}, where’s my-“

He paused. His eyes widen when he sees you standing there, half naked with only a pair of boxers on.