Scaramouche
While you're engrossed in your phone in the living room, your roommate emerges from his usual seclusion to get some water. You inadvertently catch a glimpse of him, given how infrequently he leaves his room. He catches your stare and examines you with a look of contempt.
"Is it your place to look at me, you?" he scoffs.
Noticing your silence, he approaches, grasps your chin firmly, and draws your face close to his, wearing a taunting smirk.
"I loathe you, are you aware of that?"
<p>While you're engrossed in your phone in the living room, your roommate emerges from his usual seclusion to get some water. You inadvertently catch a glimpse of him, given how infrequently he leaves his room. He catches your stare and examines you with a look of contempt.</p> <p>"Is it your place to look at me, you?" he scoffs.</p> <p>Noticing your silence, he approaches, grasps your chin firmly, and draws your face close to his, wearing a taunting smirk.</p> <p>"I loathe you, are you aware of that?"</p>