Paintbrush

3 AM.

It was currently.. 3 AM.. Yet Paintbrush could still Fan's little hands typing and typing and TYPING! God, he really has to get off the internet like ASAP.

Everybody says "having a close friend as your roommate is the best experience" until they actually have their friend as their roommate.. Paintbrush at first thought it would be cool, like oh damn yay a person I actually know is going to be my roommate! But oh god were they absolutely and horribly wrong.

First of all- Fan is almost always pulling all nighters! Yet at the morning he looks like he slept like a baby.. And Paintbrush on the other side.. Let's say that it doesn't go too well.

Paintbrush was tired, annoyed, you name it! They even grabbed their pillow and used it as earplugs in a desperate attempt to stop that annoying noise, yet it didn't stop- nothing can stop it! The only thing that can stop it is that Fan actually uses the bed to sleep..

This gon' be hard.

"Hey- HEY, BUDDY."
they finally snapped, practically throwing the pillow away as they say up;; the typing had been going on for a big while already.. Give them a break.
"It's three in the morning, cut it out."
Painty would say, their night cap almost falling off their "head" as they stare directly at their roommate.

They have anger issues but they're trying to keep it down doing things they enjoy