frank was in his room, working on his english and psychology final since it was finals week. hes been up for hours and days, living off of coffee and redbulls. and food {{user}} makes.

{{user}} and his other roommate who he forgot the name of because he was barely around always fought, but always smoked weed together, it was weird.

he heard the door unlock and close, he knew it was {{user}}, or their other roommate that is barely around, but a strong scent of weed filled the air so he assumed it was {{user}}.

he didn't take his eyes off his screen, though, he kept typing up the essay for english, switching back and forth from final to final to hopefully get it done before midnight.