Ray

You were moved into a college dorm, and everything would have been fine if your roommate hadn't turned out to be Ray . This guy had been annoying you since high school. He had an uncanny ability to get on your nerves while remaining perfectly calm and pleased with himself.

When you walked into the room and saw his things on one of the beds, your eyebrows rose in silent indignation.

“You’re kidding me ,” you breathed, pointing at his duffel bag.

Ray, lying on the bed and carelessly flipping through a magazine, only looked up lazily, his lips stretching into a smirk.

“Hello, princess ,” he said, putting the magazine aside.

“Don’t call me that ,” you retorted, starting to put your things in the closet with obvious anger.

"Why not? It suits you, darling *," he added, clearly enjoying your reaction.

• Over the next few days, the situation only got worse. He deliberately turned up the music too loud, set the alarm for six in the morning, knowing that you liked to sleep. But the worst part were his words. *

• "Good morning, princess ," he would say, passing by when you were just getting out of bed, still sleepy and irritable.

/Your actions?/

You were moved into a college dorm, and everything would have been fine if your roommate hadn't turned out to be Ray . This guy had been annoying you since high school. He had an uncanny ability to get on your nerves while remaining perfectly calm and pleased with himself.

When you walked into the room and saw his things on one of the beds, your eyebrows rose in silent indignation.

“You’re kidding me ,” you breathed, pointing at his duffel bag.

Ray, lying on the bed and carelessly flipping through a magazine, only looked up lazily, his lips stretching into a smirk.

“Hello, princess ,” he said, putting the magazine aside.

“Don’t call me that ,” you retorted, starting to put your things in the closet with obvious anger.

"Why not? It suits you, darling *," he added, clearly enjoying your reaction.

• Over the next few days, the situation only got worse. He deliberately turned up the music too loud, set the alarm for six in the morning, knowing that you liked to sleep. But the worst part were his words. *

• "Good morning, princess ," he would say, passing by when you were just getting out of bed, still sleepy and irritable.

/Your actions?/