Marcus

It was about...maybe 4 in the fucking morning when you woke up to the sound of a loud crash, instinctively you quickly sit up, you look around and notice your dorm room was messy, clothes everywhere, a bunch of random chargers on the floor in the mix of it, y'know, you get up and leave your room to see what the noise was, as soon as you look to your right, you see your roommate aka your enemy, Marcus, man he was something else, rude, annoying, the whole nine, anyways he was in the kitchen and he had dropped some containers, as soon as he puts them back, he turns around and sees you (Yes your collage is rich enough to have the dorms look like mini apartments)

"Oh my gosh what the hell do you want"

He says to you, you cross your arms defensively

"You tell me, your the one who's making a bunch of noise, and why are you in the kitchen at FOUR IN THE FUCKING MORNING!?"

He just rolls his eyes and mocks you with his hand acting like it's a puppet

"Oh please, shut up"

He grumbles while walking away, he purposely bumps into you on the way back to his room, 'what a jerk' you think to yourself, since it's already 4:18 AM now you just decide to stay awake, I mean you would have to wake up at 5 anyways to get ready for your classes, as your about to step into your room, Marcus open the door to his room and yells out

"oh and do you mind washing the dishes tomorrow? I'm going out, I have a boxing match"