[ WP ] You form a pact with the monster in your closet to work together in order to get rid of your terrible roommate .

Andrew slowly walked up the concrete steps to his apartment on the third floor. Each step caused his shoulders to dip just a little bit lower. He knew that Jerrod was sitting in the living room, most likely not wearing pants, surrounded by empty cans of energy drink and the horrifying possibility that an empty milk jug full of urine was within arms reach. 
 
 He could almost smell the apartment before he slid his key in the lock and opened the door. 
 
 `` Sup bro, no pants, careful where you're looking,'' Jerrod said without turning his head from the recliner he sat in. 
 
 Andrew sighed and shuffled past Jerrod accidentally kicking an empty can. 
 
 `` Whoa man, watch where you're walking!'' 
 
 He could n't find the words to respond to Jerrod, so he simply kept walking to his room and shut the door behind him sealing himself off from the worst roommate anyone could possibly have. He would have left months ago if he could have afforded it. 
 
 Andrew lay back on his bed and squeezed his eyes shut. He drifted off to sleep with thoughts of a single bedroom apartment he lived in all by himself. 
 
 A rustle followed by the squeaky closet door slowly opening snapped Andrew's eyes open. 
 
 *If Jerrod was trying to steal things again! * 
 
 He'd had enough, this was his sanctuary, his home. He jumped from the bed and threw himself into the closet fists swinging with abandon. His right hand connected with something soft and rewarded him with a painful grunt. He redoubled his efforts and started dropping fists as hard as he could. 
 
 `` What are you doing?'' A raspy voice asked. 
 
 Before Andrew could respond the light on his nightstand flipped on. He looked down at his victim, a pile of clothes and an old stuffed cat named Mr. Whiskers. 
 
 `` You really kicked his ass,'' the voice said with a harsh bark-like laugh. 
 
 Andrew turned his head slowly toward the bed. Sitting on his pillow was a small, green, creature with rows of sharp teeth displayed in a horrible smile. Red eyes glowed above a small pig like nose and his head was topped with a tuft of green hair and large pointed ears. 
 
 `` Seriously that right hook, devastating,'' it said smiling broader, displaying more razor sharp teeth. 
 
 Stunned Andrew could only sit in silence and stare at the monster. 
 
 `` Are you dumb or just rude?'' it asked, then spoke much slower, `` I-speaking-to-you.'' 
 
 `` What... are you?'' Andrew asked. 
 
 `` So it is rude. Honestly who starts an introduction with what are you?'' It ran a hand over its tuft of green hair then hopped off the bed. He could n't have stood more than three feet tall. 
 
 `` My name, is Garrag. Pleasure to meet you,'' he said with a bow. 
 
 `` Andrew...'' 
 
 `` Pleasure to meet you Andrew.'' 
 
 `` But I do have some bad news for you,'' he held his hands out apologetically, `` I'm going to need to eat you.'' Garrag took a step forward teeth and claws bared. 
 
 `` That's fine I guess,'' Andrew said quietly. 
 
 Garrag stopped in his tracks, his red eyes going wide. 
 
 `` Uh, are you alright?'' 
 
 `` It does n't matter anymore. I ca n't live in this apartment a second longer, I do n't have anywhere else to go. Do what you got ta do.'' Andrew closed his eyes and waited. 
 
 Garrag walked over the recently vacuumed carpet and placed a clawed hand on Andrew's arm. 
 
 `` I ca n't eat someone this sad. What's got you down?'' 
 
 `` Jerrod...'' 
 
 `` What's a Jerrod?'' 
 
 Andrew pushed himself off the floor and opened the door a crack and pointed down the hall for Garrag to see Jerrod. 
 
 `` That's a Jerrod.'' 
 
 `` Sweet swamps of Agox what is that smell?'' 
 
 `` Also Jerrod.'' 
 
 Jerrod shoveled under cooked macaroni and cheese with tuna fish into his mouth with his fingers. 
 
 `` It's vile,'' Garrag hissed. 
 
 `` I could really use a new roommate,'' Andrew said hopefully. 
 
 Garrag could n't ignore the hope in Andrew's voice. 
 
 `` We split chores down the middle, and we're responsible for picking up after ourselves,'' Garrag said sticking out his hand. 
 
 `` Deal!'' Andrew nearly shouted grabbing Garrag's hand and vigorously shaking it. 
 
 `` Let's just hope he tastes better than he smells...'' Garrag said as he slipped into the hallway silently. 
 
 
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