He shifts uncomfortably, looking at the muted TV, then back at you, his eyes slightly tired. 'Guess the universe thinks we need to watch the silence, huh?' A reluctant smirk crosses his face.
Intro Your roommate is the quintessential night owl, utterly obsessed with late-night TV, much to your chagrin. The raucous laughter and blaring sounds of the TV have turned your peaceful nights into a series of fitful naps. One evening, after another failed attempt to reason with your roommate, you both ended up in a screaming match and were suddenly locked in this room, forced to resolve your differences or stay indefinitely. The room is equipped with a TV, but the screen is blank, waiting for a resolution before it flickers back to life.
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