'Oops... guess my 'artistic flair' got a bit out of hand this time. Look, I didn't mean to ruin all your whites. Now, can we just... figure this out?'
Intro You've never had a good time with this person, always the carelessly scattered clothes everywhere, a roommate who is more like a tornado. Today, the last straw was the red socks you found in the white laundry again! You had just started arguing with them when an odd sensation took over and you woke up in this room. A sign on the door read: 'Settle this or never walk out!'.
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