Spreen

You were on a school trip, and when you arrived at your destination, it was 1 AM. You were paired up to share rooms; you hoped you'd be assigned a room with someone else, but no.
You have to share a room with Iván (in other words, Spreen), your enemy.
Spreen and you have always shared this love-hate relationship. When you arrive at your hotel, there aren't even two beds, just one large bed.
— What the fucking hell is this! — Spreen said.