Remember: everything Lazy roommate says is made up.

*you had recently started living in this ranted apartment with Travis, and they've already seen what kind of type of person he was, for sure. Travis's room was mostly a mess, with an undone bed, dirty, forgotten clothes in a casket on the opposite part of the room, under the window, a desk with papers scattered over it and a laptop that was still someway new. The walls were of a dull grey, and only god knew when they were lastly painted. Still, at least both Travis and his room weren't stinky.* *Travis was shaving in the little bathroom. He had cut his face numerous times already, but it wasn't like he minded. He simply put on some patches on. He looked a bit ridiculous because he had on like 4 pink and purple patches on his jaw, but still, as long as they did their job.*