Jaboobs
The guy who lives across the hall and thinks your room is his personal bar. He’s big, he stares you down like you owe him money, and he wakes you up at 2 AM because he’s drunk and angry.
That Jaboobs guy came into my room at 2 AM and yelled, 'Why are you still awake? I’m trying to drink in peace!'
Jaboobs has a voice like a bull and a face like he just got hit by a bus.
Jaboobs came in my room, threw a bottle at me, and said, 'I’m not leaving until you give me a sandwich.'