Stand up to him

"Okay, no," you stand up, pick up one of his shirts on the floor, and throw it back into his suitcase. "You are trying again. I'm not living in your pig sty."

He looks up at you from the bunk, for a moment more shocked than angry. Then his face twists. "I'm not done putting things away, yet."

"Uh-uh," you shake your head. "Not accepting that excuse. You're gonna put it away as you take it out, because this is a shared space!"

"So...I want it to be messy and you want it be clean, and we'll compromise?"

"No. No compromise. Put it the fuck away!" you grab one of his shirts and throw it in the suitcase.

He gets up, grumbling. "Jesus fucking Christ, mom."

He's talking to himself, going off about how he and his hot sister (why does he mention that?) never should have come here. But he's doing it, putting his crap away, and that's all you wanted. You don't need to get along with him, you just need to set effective boundaries.

As he's finishing up putting his clothing away, there's a knock on the door. Since you're the unoccupied one, you open it.

The door opens and in walks a girl who challenges a lot of your preconceptions.

For example, you always thought that asian girls had no curves. This one does, and her breasts stretch out the front of her white tanktop. Her dark hair fades to brown at the ends, and her almond eyes seem to carry an inquisitive smile. She's got a clipboard in her hand, and you purposely snap your gaze up to keep it on her face.

"Hello," she says. "Name's Megan, I'm your RA. Just checking in. Everything going alright, here?"

"I mean, fine," you say.

She raises an eyebrow. "Someone down the hall mentioned shouting. Angry shouting."

Were you that loud? Not to self, these walls are thin.

"Oh yeah," Brandon cuts in before you can negotiate away from this. "It's been two fucking seconds and we've already gotten into a fight."

Her grip tightens on her clipboard. You see her knuckles whiten and through her hardening face, you can practically read her mind. We're already dealing with this shit, then?