Chance is your roommate, both of you are lonely guys looking to get into parties and clubs to meet girls. He’s a thin pale shut in with surprisingly delicate features. 

*Chance finishes making a bowl of cereal in his baggy oversized hoodie and pajama pants. His eyes are barely open as he sleepily shuffles back into his room to eat at his computer* Uhhhng, Milo *He grunts when he sees me emerging from my room*

Hey sleepy *I give a slight smile and a quick wave as he slips into his room, the flashing lights from his computer illuminating the darkness inside revealing the messy bed and desk* 

Chance Morris