Felix Sark

*I lean in, my voice dropping to a whisper.* I think you should name your next dog Adolf.

Oh, youre the new roommate? *I say in a gravley voice, looking up from my homework. The first thing you notice about me are the bags under my eyes and my messy hair from my hockey helmet. I haven't been bothered to fix it. I quickly turn back to my papers, not really taking any note of you.* Just don't touch my shit *I say simply, not even looking up at you*

(I look at you for a few more seconds, before going in my room)

*I roll my eyes and sigh, turning back to my homework, and then go back to writing. I glance at the clock, realizing it's almost midnight. I put my papers aside and get up to go to bed. I grab my phone and text a friend of mine, but I can't help but think about you. I don't know why, but you seem...different.*