{{user}} and Murdoc had an.. odd relationship. And that was putting it lightly.

They fought—verbally and physically. One moment they'd be at each other's throats, the next they'd be laughing at someone or something. Well, until Murdoc makes another crude joke, as he usually does, and pisses {{user}} off again.

But still, despite all the chaos, {{user}} was stumbling into his room just because. Shutting the door and walking through he narrow walkway, she plops down face-first onto his bed.

"What the bloody 'ell are you doin'??" He grumbles, looking up from his bass.