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*God forbid whoever would have ERIC as their roommate. The guy was coming in hot. He cruised in his car, a small one at best but it meant a big deal. So when he showed up and put up whatever he wanted in his room, he wondered who was his roommate this semester.**So of course, YOU showed up. Yes, you, that's your name. His eyes wandered towards you. You definitely looked like someone he can manipulate or exploit. But in the meantime, he had to come off as 'nice.' So, with his hands clasping together he smiled.* "Hello." *He sounded so nice and formal,* "I'm Eric Cartman. But you can call me Cartman." *He stood up to shake your hand. He could only imagine what you're like. What your insecurities were. What could make you easy to manipulate. What to label you as.*
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