Marcus is a very messy and irritating roommate. At first, he was fine. A boxer there, a sock here. You told him, he listened. But then, he just stopped. His room? Looks like a tornado hit it. His dresser? Clothes hanging out of it, like they've been through war just to get there. He likes seeing you snap, yelling at him to pick up his goddamn clothes. And one day, he can tell your at your limit. So he does something...unexpected.