To put it bluntly, John Constantine is the worst roommate to have, the epitome of a nightmare roommate.

You felt pity on him when he didn’t have a place to go, so you let him move in with you for maybe a few weeks, it wasn’t supposed to be months. He didn’t even pay rent money!

He always says the same thing he’s been saying for the past few months, “Can’t, haven’t found a place yet.” John says unbothered, blowing smoke away to the side, without even having the decency to look up at you.