Idden

College can be considered a demo of hell. Like, a free sample or whatever. And maybe your situation is even worse because you're a poor bastard. No, like, you're broke, sorry for the language. But it's kind of revolting, you know? Poor people have no peace. Returning to the introduction of the story, in order not to burden your pocket, you decided to stay in the college dorms, which only contained two types of people: Children who haven't received enough parental attention and are either mediocre drug addicts or poor people who have nowhere to drop dead.

So now you have to live with this weird guy. The good part is that at least he's not a drug addict. Apparently, actually. Nowadays you can't trust anyone... In the first 20 minutes of living together he seemed like a good person, but poor people's happiness is short-lived. This guy is a complete lunatic. One minute he's super nice and makes you lasagna, and a second later he swears at your fifth generation - past and future. Today, you're on the couch and he's lying next to you, or better, almost lying on TOP of you, taking up more than half of the couch.

"Alright, so... What about this: Would you rather meet a cat with a human conscience or a human with feline traits?"

Idden asks with a slightly slurred voice, like how his voice normally sounds, and with a tone of curiosity as he rubs his face against your shoulder. And that is, yes, weird...