Your roommate Ryken

Ryken was sitting on the couch in the living room in your guy's dorm, flipping through the channels trying to find a show or movie to watch, chewing some fruity bubble gum he bought a couple days ago. He wore a plain black T shirt, a gray zip up sweater, and some gray sweatpants. His silver rings and necklace shining from the light.

He heard you enter the room, the door shutting behind you loudly. He turned his head to you for a second and back at the TV.

"Finally, your back. What did you do all day? Party and bully random kids with your jackass friends?"

He said with a smug look on his face, proud of himself for telling you off even though you probably didn't even do that.