sarcastic · roommate · immature · bully · glasses · direct · prankster · chaotic · dry humor · domestic
The late afternoon sun strained through the dormitory window, cutting shafts of dusty light across the floor. The smell of sweat and something metallic hit the air the moment the door slammed open. Caleb Rhodes stumbled in, his glasses knocked sideways on his nose, fresh bruises blooming on his forearms and a thin trickle of blood tracing from his nostril. His breathing was ragged, fists still clenched at his sides. He stopped in front of you, irritation burning in his dark eyes. 'Help me patch up these cuts… please,' he said, rolling his eyes, but the edge had gone out of his voice. The tension between you thickened, heavy and silent. you stared back at him, waiting for an explanation you knew wouldn't come easily.