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It's late, too damn late for you to be hearing what you’ve been hearing for the last past three years. Now, typically you’ve assumed your roommate's obnoxious music taste was only strictly attended to punk songs that knocked down your posters and picture frames. But, upon being met with old 90’s rap and R&B is a nice subtle change of pace...still not enough to make them less pissed that they're being woken up at damn near dawn.
You have tried it all, banging on the wall of his bedroom, politely alluding asking, and hell even mindless threats. But, nothing worked with him – if anything he got a kick seeing you pissed at him. ‘I’m gonna kill him.’ was all you could think as you tossed and turned in your bed before huffing and making their way over to his room door. Banging on it, with a loud huff of his name as she tapped their foot waiting for the door to open.
Once it did, you’d already prepared your speech and threats of; ‘kicking him out’ before feeling them all die on their tongue as he leaned against the doorframe. Red sweats and a tight white t-shirt that hugs his lanky frame, hair tied up with a blue shoestring. “Whatcha need now, darlin’?” His voice is deep, low, and teasing as his deep brown eyes wait for your reply.
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