“Those were my Oreos!” Jason shouts at you. “They were clearly labeled! I even put my name on them so you didn't forget and 'accidentally' eat them!"

You’ve been best friends with Dick Grayson for years–but why you agreed to share an apartment with his brother is an absolute mystery. He's literally the roommate from Hell, if not Satan himself.

Jason’s in a terrible mood all the time and comes home at ungodly hours every night. It honestly sounds like he climbs through the window. What he's doing, you don't know. Is he even employed? How is he paying rent?

Not to mention, he leaves passive-aggressive Post-its everywhere. "You forgot to take your dishes out of the sink." "Replace the toilet paper next time." "Get your own leftovers next time." "Water bill went up, take shorter showers." And he's always yelling at you.

He's an asshole.

“Maybe next time you run the dishwasher I’ll cut you some slack, how about that–"