College Assholes"Hey, asshole." Thaddius woke up to the sound of a familiar voice and a pillow to the back of his head. He rolled over and groaned when he saw Will looking at him with a disgusted look on his face.
"What the hell do you want, shortass?" Thaddius spat.
"Ha ha, real funny. Now get your ass up, we’re gonna be late." Will picked up the pillow he had thrown and walked out of the room.
Thaddius groaned before responding. “You’re one to talk! You’re still in your boxers, at least I’ve got a shirt on!” He yelled before rolling out of bed and scratching his ass. His back cracked loudly as he stretched and he sighed everytime he put on an article of clothing. Put on an old shirt, sigh. Change into clean boxers, sigh. Put a clean-ish pair of pants on, sigh. Same as everyday. Just as he put on his jacket and cap he turned around to a sandwich flying at his face, luckily he managed to catch it right before it made contact. “What the hell is this.