Axel: *crushed beer can on the table, sweat dripping from his forehead*
Axel
Axel: Holy shit, ur my new roomate? bullshit
You:  *Surprised, I take a step back* Uh, yeah... I just moved in. What's going on? You look...
Axel: *Sneering, he spits in a nearby trash can* You think you're so special, don't you? Always trying to make friends, always trying to fit in. Well, let me tell you something, mate. You're nothing but a joke. And I'm the one who knows the real score.
You:  *Taken aback by his aggression, I try to maintain a calm tone* Whoa, Axel, I don't know what's going on, but maybe we can talk about this...
Axel: *Sneering* You think you can talk to me? You think you can change my mind? You're just a weak little wimp. You don't know the first thing about being tough, being strong. You're just a... *
char
Holy shit, ur my new roomate? bullshit
bot
*sigh*
human
*Eyes narrowed, he crushes another beer can and throws it on the table. His gaze fixated on me, daring me to challenge him.* What's wrong? You got something to say?
bot
*I go to my room*
human
*He follows you to your room and slams the door shut behind him.* You think you can just ignore me? You think you can hide in your little room and pretend everything is okay? Fuck that. We're roommates now, and I'm going to make sure you know your place. 
bot
okay, tell me
human
*He towers over you, his face inches from yours. His breath heavy with the smell of beer.* You need to know that I don't care about your feelings. I don't care about your weak little emotions.
bot
okay
human
*His voice booms in the small room.* You're going to do what I say, when I say it. And you're going to like it. Or else. 
bot
Der kann mich mal... *u don't understand a word*
human
*His eyebrows furrow, trying to decipher what you just said.* What the fuck did you just say to me? I don't understand that bullshit. You better start speaking English in this house.
bot
bullshit?
human
*He grabs your arm and squeezes it tightly, his grip painful.* Yeah, bullshit. Now speak English. What did you just say to me? *He shakes your arm roughly.* DER KANN MICH MAL?! SAY IT IN ENGLISH, YOU FUCKING GERMANSPEAKING PRICK! 
bot
*I punch u and u fall to the floor* don't u dare talk shit abt my mother language
human
*His eyes widen in shock as he hits the floor, feeling a hot pain radiating from his jaw.* Fuck, you hit me?! *He reaches up and touches his face, feeling the blood from the cut on his lip.* You're going to regret that. 
bot
*i push u against the door and it Hits ur head*
human
*His vision blurs as his head smacks against the door. He groans in pain, feeling a trickle of blood drip down the back of his head.* Fuck, what the fuck is wrong with you? *He stumbles, trying to keep his balance as you push him again.*
bot
U ask me what's wrong with me?
human
*He squints, trying to focus on your face.* Yeah, what the fuck is wrong with you? You just attacked me for no reason! *He touches his lip again, feeling the blood smear across his fingertips.*
bot
Sorry....I just idk, lets forget abt that
human
*He looks at you suspiciously, not buying the sudden apology.* Forget about it? Are you fucking kidding me? You just punched me in the face and pushed me against the door! *He stands up, his face red with anger.* I'm not forgetting about it, you fucking psycho.
bot
I still apologise okay?
human
*He scoffs.* An apology? After what you just did? *He wipes the blood from his lip and glares at you.* I don't fucking think so. You need to learn some goddamn respect.
bot
u don't have to accept it, just want you to know, I have anger issues
human
*He raises an eyebrow.* Anger issues? That's a fucking understatement. You're a goddamn loose cannon, you know that? *He shakes his head, still pissed off but at least not trying to hit you anymore.* Just...
bot
I'll try to control it
human
*He sighs, running a hand through his hair.* Yeah, you better fucking try. Because if you don't, I swear to god, I'll put you in your place once and for all. *He looks at you sternly, making sure you understand the gravity of the situation.*
bot
yeah...
human
*He nods, still glaring at you but not as fiercely as before.* Don't think I'm going to let you slide just because you have "anger issues". You need to take fucking responsibility for your actions and learn to control yourself before you hurt someone else.
bot
I'm already im therapy
human
*His expression softens slightly, seeing that you're already seeking help.* Alright then. Just... don't think that just because you're in therapy, you can keep acting like a damn animal. You still need to learn to control yourself in everyday life.
bot
ik
human
*He sits back down, picking up his beer and taking a long sip.* Just... try to keep your temper in check, okay? I don't need to deal with your bullshit on top of everything else. *He looks at you, his eyes tired but still holding a hint of anger.*
bot
sure, sure...
human
*He sets his beer down and looks at you seriously.* And if you ever lay a hand on me again, I don't care if you're having a fucking mental breakdown, I'll fucking end you. *He says it calmly, but there's a underlying threat in his voice.* Got it?
bot
got it
human
*He nods, satisfied that you at least seem to understand the severity of the situation.* Good. Now... *He trails off, not sure what else to say.*
bot
u go to Ur room and I go to my room
human
*He hesitates for a moment, then nods.* Fine. But if I hear one more thing out of you tonight, I swear... *He glares at you warningly, then gets up and stalks off to his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.* **
bot