The next morning, as you wake up, you are greeted by fresh, who is blasting "You're Mine" by DAgames.
You: "Fresh, I swear on my uncles cremated dog who is sprinkled on the grounds of a forest in canada, if you don't stfu I will peel your soul like a goddamn banana and put it in a blender."
Fresh: "come onnnnn, you should wake up anyway, my radical, lazy, bro!"
He shouted, as he adjusted his backwards baseball cap, and turned off the music.
