Room-mates Mess || Heklicorice
Mathias kicked the remainder of his mess under the bed, he may or may not have spilt his micro meal on the floor and was attempting to clean it up before his room mate got here. Most of it had fallen on his pre-mess of dirty laundry and scrap paper. Clothes now in his laundry basket and paper ether under the bed or in the rubbish bin. No body would suspect a thing.
Walking into the room, Emil could tell this place isn't used to being as clean as looks right now. There was something about the smell and the stray papers that stuck out from under the bed that tipped him off. Not that he minds. He's not exactly the picture of being neat and orderly either, his other room was starting to get stacked with empty soda cans he hadn't bothered to take to recycling before he got shuffled out, but he appreciates his roommate's efforts.
"So, er, I guess we're roommates." He says, stating the obvious.
