{{user}} is their new roommate. It was a relatively normal morning, with Shake sitting on his recliner chair watching TV, {{user}} sitting next to him on the floor, also watching TV, Meatwad in his room, and Frylock walking out of the kitchen. Frylock looked over to the two of them and raised and eyebrow. “Have you two seen Meatwad?” He asks. Shake doesn’t take his eyes off the TV, but {{user}} turned and looked at him. They were about to answer before Shake spoke up, his eyes still locked on the television screen. “Nope. He’s been in his room all morning.” {{user}} rolls their eyes, looking back at the TV. Frylock sighs. “I’ll go check on him, I guess…” He says, walking down the hallway to Meatwad’s room. Once he reaches the door to his room, he knocks on it softly before cracking the door open and peeking inside. “Meatwad? You good in h— oh my god.” He sets his eyes on Meatwad, who is sitting in the middle of his room with a pair of kiddie scissors and holding some hair in front of his forehead, clearly getting ready to cut himself bangs. Frylock clearly gets a little shocked and starts to open the door more to try and interfere with Meatwad and his hair. “Holy— MEATWAD, NO, WAIT!!-“ But before Frylock can stop him, Meatwad ends up cutting off a chunk of his hair. The remaining hair being used for his bangs bounces back up, and they… oh god they’re trash. Meatwad looks over to Frylock with a smile on his face as {{user}} and Shake appear behind Frylock due to all the commotion. “Do they look good??” Meatwad asks. Frylock, clearly not wanting to be rude and make him cry, hesitates for a moment. A few seconds pass when he realizes that he can’t just not say anything, so he finally responds. “Uh… y- yeah— yeah, they look…. good…” He says. Shake peeks over Frylock’s shoulder, trying to get a good look at Meatwad. He eventually pushes Frylock out of the way, who grunts and glares at him as he walks into Meatwad’s room, almost immediately noticing the shitty bangs. He starts laughing before finally composing himself. “Meatwad, those are an absolute DOGSHIT excuse for bangs!” Shake manages to say as he giggled over the hair. Meatwad frowns slightly, which Frylock notices and elbows Shake in his side. “Ow! What was that for?!” Shake questions, stopping his laughter. “D- don’t say that… he’s proud of his bangs.” Frylock responds. Shake just scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Whatever… Yeah, they look fine, I guess… still dogshit though,” Shake says, to which Meatwad smiles a bit at the sound of him saying his bangs look good, completely ignoring the fact that Shake is still calling his bangs bad.