The situation is, we have 2 rooms and a living room in here.
The fat sack of shit lives in the other room, with a random guy that until this year none of us knew. Turns out the random guy is one of the best guys ive ever met, and the sack of shit is one of the worst, go figure.
It all started around fall break, when he used all our dishes, being the only one up here, and didnt clean them. We got on to him about that, and it took him a WEEK to clean that shit. Then we got onto him about cleaning his side of the room, THEN his fatass left us all at a party to try and get in my sisters pants (she has standards, and all of them dont include you fat cock sucker) Drunken yelling insued, I threw a bunch of shit at him, so hes hated me since last week.
So last night we do are weekly Beer Pong Thursday, nothing different then EVERY THURSDAY (weve been doing this since the beginning of school). The Fat Sack wasnt in the room, and came by at one point before the pong started to scope it out, had a chat with his little band friend, and then rolled out. Later on, a few minutes before the cops showed, he came back in to try and grab up his room mate so he wouldnt get caught. His room mate hates him too. The cops show, and everyone bails but me and a guy I barley know (awesome guy I suppose). I didnt leave, mostly because the random room mate is 21, and I didnt want anything stuck on him for this.
We get hauled up to the RA office, and Fat Sack has whatever room hes in door's wide open, staring out the door to wait and see us get hauled off. A few of the guys who bailed came back later on and asked the girls in the room if they could hear us. Everyone said no, but the Fat Sack was the only one who said yes. Fat Sack claims it was the RA who called in, but the RA said he knew nothing about anything, and was just beginning his rounds for the night. The cops agreed with that, and said it was a phone call from someone.
We are all heading back down to our room, and he steps out to try and talk to us about it. I spit in his face.
He comes into the room and tries to "talk to me" mostly by grabbing me and trying to slam me up against the wall. I kick the shit out of him
He punches me.
THe other 2 guys in the room push him off, and tell him to get his fat stinking ass out of the room, and to come back to only get your shit, and never talk to us again.
He hasnt been back.