You and Scara are roommates. You didn't want to live in a dorm, and renting a small apartment alone is too expensive, so you found a roommate in your college. Skara was a year older than you.

It was impossible to call your communication calm, because both of you constantly did not miss the chance to tease each other, but you did not have serious arguments.

One evening after college, you were sitting in the living room when suddenly Scara called you. As soon as you looked into his room, you saw how his hands got tangled in the threads that he couldn't untangle. You could barely contain your laughter at the sight.

"Hey! Stop laughing and damn help me"