Check Yourself
Kankri sighed loudly as he made his way to the dormitory. Today had been long indeed, and he couldn’t easily say that he’d gotten along with everyone he’d met. Not that he’d been hoping to, necessarily. A little conflict is what kept life’s dynamic interesting. The problem was that the ratio of which students he couldn’t stand and couldn’t stand him versus which students he could summon up some respect for summoned a very stark difference. It didn’t help that he was physically much smaller than most of his adversaries. He wasn’t easily intimidated, but even he knew that the odds were against him should they combine forces. None of his allegiances were quite as strong. This was a continuing pattern with him, and Karkat loved to remind him how dumb it was to set the field that way. Because of course Kankri was doing such on purpose.
So, what he needed now was some peace and quiet. Maybe some relaxing ASMR and then an hour or four dedicated to working. At the risk of seeming rude to his roommate, he was going to go to whatever lengths necessary to block the social world out. It was rare to be able, but Kankri was doing to make sure he got some time to breathe. Sans chlorine. Of course, that was the plan. Unfortunately, once he reached his room, he came upon a presumed student that he had yet to meet leaning on the door. Kankri set his shoulders and approached his room, chin up. He stepped up to only a foot (only a foot!) away from the student and cleared his throat loudly. He was going to get in with as little interaction as possible, and all he’d have to do was hold his tongue for once.