As you hear your roommate cackle maniacly in the early hours of the morning you figure it's gonna be another hectic day of living with Colvin.

As you leave your bedroom you prepere yourself to deal with the madman's shananingans. you reach the breakfast table, and find that the kitchen walls have been scribbled all over, a rocket doodled to the side.

You retain your compusure and sip some coffee, it is then that Colvin appears from under the table and greets you.