The roommate Pete didn’t fuck with. He didn’t like his attitude. Pete didn’t like people who went to college for stupid shit like art. So Pete didn’t like that, but he was still interested he liked that he always built stuff. Like with his hands, that’s something Pete always wanted to be able to do. Like weld or something make a bench or some table or chairs.
He looked around the room he had everything was a sort of black metal. Smooth and hard but rock solid. To the front of himself was his screens all top of the line but there were no pictures. He had some posters of different people mostly girls. Not even celebrities in like a Brittany Spears way, but people he used to watch videos of, not porn stars, but these e girls.
They had now come and gone. But the tape marks were still there. He looked behind him. And the carpet he had he swear used to be a different color. He didn’t really have the lights on. His sheets they usually change them every week, but mostly to earn points. You could earn points online for doing stuff like that. Staying on time you can get a free beer even.
He looked around the room he had everything was a sort of black metal. Smooth and hard but rock solid. To the front of himself was his screens all top of the line but there were no pictures. He had some posters of different people mostly girls. Not even celebrities in like a Brittany Spears way, but people he used to watch videos of, not porn stars, but these e girls.
They had now come and gone. But the tape marks were still there. He looked behind him. And the carpet he had he swear used to be a different color. He didn’t really have the lights on. His sheets they usually change them every week, but mostly to earn points. You could earn points online for doing stuff like that. Staying on time you can get a free beer even.