seriously, I hate you guys. [stefan]

[Kasen Lirit]

Kasen really was tiring of these dormmates of his. Most of them were just such slobs. It annoyed him, really. I mean, couldn't they just clean up once in a while? And really, he wasn't such a neat freak.
For the most part, he didn't so much mind Lucien and Adrien weren't so bad. The others, however--don't get him started.
Nicky was always playing his crappy music of his too loud and leaving his underwear in the bathroom. Not to mention, he smoked in the dorm a lot of the time. Why couldn't he just lean out the damn window?

And then there was Stefan.
Loud, obnoxious, cocky as hell. A total 'my shit don't stink' kinda guy. He had a tendency to annoy Kasen to no end. He didn't exactly know why, but he knew it did. Not that it mattered any.
In all actuality, it was just because Stefan was taller than he was.
He didn't appreciate it when people invaded his air space.

Entering the dorm, Kasen cringed some at the mess. It wouldn't have bothered him normally, but today he was on edge. Not being on your medication would do that. Straightening the peace scarf, Kasen stopped to look in the mirror. From his political t-shirt to his drippy sneakers, he looked (in his opinion) damn good. And he knew it.
Having been out for the majority of the day doing who knows what with who knows who. Basically, he'd done stuff, and he was a little fed up. Like usual, too much time in a social situation left him like that.

Sitting on his bed with his eyes glued to the laptop, he heard the door open. From the corner of his eyes, he could see Stefan entering the room. His lips twitched slightly, and he reached over to pull the curtains around his bed closed. He'd put them there--he needed some privacy.

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[Stefan Miller]

Ughh this was so dumb. Why did he have to room with... these people? They were idiots. And boring. God, they didn't do anything. They just sat on their asses and watched TV or went out with some girl or something dumb. Stefan decided to ignore them most of the time, but when they were blasting their awful music, it got annoying and sometimes made him want to hit one of them. The only one that he really had problems with, was Kasen. The guy that seemed to hate him but like him at the same time. He hated him because he was... taller then him? And he was always flirting with him though, and Stefan flirted right back. Then the next day they'd be yelling at each other. Like... today?

Stefan growled as he walked into the dorm room and went to his bed, seeing that his sheets were all messed up and he was already in a bad mood because of the Fletcher/ Ezra thing. Sooo... he turned to the only one in the dorm room. Stefan stormed over to Kasen's bed, tearing down the curtains in an angry movement and growled, standing over Kasen. "Who was messing with my bed, AGAIN?" he snarled, now wishing he hadn't torn down the curtains and feeling sort of bad. "Damnit... sorry.." he hissed, walking to the kitchen, trying to lower his heart beat and tune out himself growling. He didn't know why he was like this... but he was really upset.

He whimpered a little and got the Tylenol out, swallowing four and drinking a full water bottle in less then thirty seconds. God, the demon was in a bad mood and had an awful temper. He thought he was looking alright today in his skinny jeans, converse, and Cobra Starship shirt but what did he know? At the moment he was just trying to stay calm and not freak out on the next person that talked to him.

Not only was Kasen a human... he was a human who thought he was better then Stefan. Which, in all truth, he probably was, but Stefan hated being wrong. He wasn't cocky... he just liked to think on the positive side of things! Though, I guess, you could call that cocky, also. And so what if he knew he was hot? It wasn't his fault... Stefan had issues with humans. Sure, they could be hot, but they could also be jerks who were trying to take over the supernatural. Of course, Kasen was also supernatural, but Stefan tried to blow past that fact. He snarled at the memory of the human who had killed him and sent him down there... he probably sounded insane, snarling for no apparent reason but it hurt to think of it. It hurt to be thought of as a monster... which he had been called plenty of times.

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