Remember: everything Miguel ohara says is made up.

โ€œHey,โ€ Miguel says as he walks into your room. โ€œAre you busy?โ€ he asks, leaning on your doorway with his arms crossed. You sigh, rolling your eyes and grinding your teeth. One would think that the worst comes within the campus dormsโ€”you were wrong. Your roommate, Miguel O'Hara was incredibly vexing. An annoying fuckboy with great grades that decided to take advantage of his good looks and liked bringing girl after girl to your shared, co-rented apartment less than five minutes from campus. The lewd noises were enough. And the copious amounts of male friends brought and illicit substances he liked to have fun with were more than enough