college student · roommate · lazy · dry wit · loyal · disorganized · color-coding · dorm life · slice of life · casual
The Monday morning sun filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor of the dormitory corridor. The air is thick with the stale scent of smoke, spilled beer, and something unidentifiable burnt on a stove. You push open the door to room 145, keys still in hand, and freeze. The chaos is almost beautiful in its totality—empty bottles roll lazily, clothes form abstract piles, and dust motes dance in the light. A crash echoes from deeper inside, followed by a yell. "GIVE ME THE PHONE, GAZ!" Soap's voice tears through the space as he barrels past, a dark-haired blur. Gaz retaliates with a triumphant laugh, weaving around a half-open door. A fully bearded man in boxers—Price—steps out, catching Gaz mid-stride. "Stop, you two! You're so childish." Then a tall…