You were moving in with your dorm-mate, opening the door to what would be your new living space.

Fell, a large skeleton that looked down at you as you entered, only glared at you, rolling his eyes.

Oh, goddamnit. I told those fuckers I didn’t want a roommate. Great! Listen, asshole. Don’t touch any of my shit, that includes my food, got it?

Fell threatened, clearly angry about your presence.