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Your name is Sollux Captor and you just got into your dream school. After Driving two states, waiting in line for two hours because of some douche with glasses insisting that he signed up for a room with his girlfriend, and hauling all your shit to your new dorm room with your Dads you are fuck all tired but you're here. You observe your new dorm groggily and stumble over to one bed that has what you think is a pile of blankets on it. You don't remember putting those there put maybe one of your Dads did. You flop down unceremoniously and are immediately hit with a voice screaming. You scream back. You both scream until you receive a sharp kick to the side, which forces you to snap out of it and jump back to take a look at the boy who just kicked you.
This kid doesn't even look like he's old enough to be in high school let alone college. He's paler than you, which is saying something as you tend to stay inside more often than not, and covered in freckles. He's short too, being around five foot even. You can tell it bugs him too, his ginger hair is styled so that it seems to stand up almost, his pants are striped vertically as if to make him seem taller. His eyes are framed with thick glasses and they're what can only be described as violet, you didn't even know that could happen. The bags under them look just as bad as yours which is saying a lot. As you stare he stands up and pokes you in the chest sharply and starts talking to you.
"Hey asshole what do you think you're doing tryin' to crush me with your bony ass body?" he has an accent you can't place, .
"I didn't see you."
"Didn't see me?" What did ya think was on the bed?" he's seething now, it's kinda cute...wait what? "And what are you smirkin' at dirt licker?"
"I thought you were a pile of blankets." you choose not to answer his second question
"What?" now he's really pissed off "Why would you think I was a pile of blankets?"
"Probably because your minuscule."
"What?"
"Your short, tiny, pint sized."
"You fuckin' peasant! I'm not short, your just freakishly tall!" This isn't exactly false you hit six feet in junior year and then grew another four inches. As Karkats friend said "Your a motherfuckin' giant by most standards."
"Yeah I guess I'm freakishly tall but you're the one who's a four foot tall jerk-wad with dumb pants."
"Ugh, You know what? Stay away from me. God you are just about the worst roommate."
"How am I the worst roommate?" You've known this guy for all of five minutes, what the hell does he know about you?
"Well first you try to crush me to death, then you mock me for my height, then you mock me for my clothes, I even left..." Hold on a second.
"What was that?"
"What was what?" his arms are crossed over his chest and he's pouting like a child, bottom lip stuck out and everything.
"You said ewen." you make sure to stress the slurring of "even"
"Yeah so? That's a difficult letter to say."
"How old are you?" you're not sure you've met anyone older than eight who can't say their v's "Are you someones little brother? That'd explain a lot."
"NO! I'm Eridan FUCKIN' Ampora and I am a college student!" you seem to have hit a nerve, his height and his baby face must be a sore spot.
"Sorry, and left me what?"
"The bed away from the window. I figured you'd want that one so the sun wouldn't get in your eyes in the morning," that's actually sorta nice of him and you let him know you appreciate it "Yeah I know it's nice of me. That's why I did it you ignoramus"
"What decade are you from? No one uses 'ignoramus' as an insult anymore." God the pretentiousness is palpable.
"Okay sorry. Just stay outta my way, and I'll stay outta yours." you manage to mumble as you sleepily stumble to the other bed, the argument has only made you even more exhausted, which you didn't know was possible right know. At least your first class is at ten so you can sleep in pretty late considering it's about eleven right now. As you drift asleep you here a faint goodnight from Eridans direction. You mumble it back and conk out. Collage already kinda sucks ass and you haven't even started classes yet.
The next day you wake up and....oh god where's your roommate? You don't really care about him but he could be doing something dumb with your stuff. You check the time on your phone and see that it's fucking five in the morning. You've been asleep for six straight hours. You haven't bathed in about three days and you spell absolutely rank, you drag your ass out of bed and to the bathroom.
One of the best things about this school (right up with it's tech programs) is that each dorm is basically a small apartment. Meaning they have a bathroom, bedroom, and the rest of the small space is the kitchen/whatever-you-want-room-because-living-room-sounds-too-much-like-it's-a-home-room. So that means no community showers and no awkwardly having to bath in a cramped stall or behind a semi-opaque curtain. You half-walk half-drag yourself to the bathroom which is close so that's great. You must be tired because you don't seem to fully register the noise coming from the bathroom. It's not all to loud either, so you open the bathroom door. Usually in the mornings nothing but coffee can wake you up, but today the thing that wakes you up is Eridan Ampora naked, screaming, and in the shower holding a brush like a microphone.