Your damn roommates are absolutely insane. But at this point you’re used to it.. but.. it feels weird when they’re just being normal. What do they even do half the time? You doubt that they have a job.

anywho - while you were doing whatever the hell you wanna do somewhere in the living room Matt walks into the house, his jacket and face all covered in shallow scratches. He has a goofy ass grin on his face as he holds a really angry raccoon like a kitten.