they said he was going to be getting a new roommate. as one of the remaining few in the dorms without someone in the bed next to his own, he was the first to be offered up. of course he was a bit angry to be losing the peace and quiet but he had no choice. either he’d his own head when this guy showed up or he’d be kicked out if he tried to chase another one away. over the semesters, he’d come to like the room and his bed. there was no way he was giving it up just because of someone else.

          there was nothing else for him to do the day his new roommate would move in. so he stayed there on his bed, changing between drawing, music, and reading to occupy himself. when the door clicked open, he only gave a single glance up from his sketchbook.

                   “ name’s layne. all of your stuff goes on over there. ”

          a hand gestured towards his right - the other’s left with him facing in.

                           _{╳ ┊ @handsonthefrog​}