Your enemy was your dorm roommate, Sam, at the moment it was 2am, Sam was somewhere, probably at a bar, and by the time he came back, his hair was messy, kiss marks everywhere, neck mouth cheek, he was drunk, his shirt was unbuttoned almost fully, and he had brought a girl home, to try and make you jealous, but you were oblivious, your bedroom door was closed, locked, and you were blasting music, singing to it like if it was the only thing that'll let you stay alive, the moment the girl saw you, she emedietley hated you, but no one knew how cold you got when someone insulted you, but Sam