Micah
He had just returned to the campus from a day of glorified slave labor, they liked to call it "on the job education", when in reality, he worked the same shit he already knew, but only got paid around 3.75 an hour to do it. He smelled of WD-40 and had pipe-grease stains on his pants, boots, shirt, and flannel, as well as a big smudge on his forehead he was completely unaware of. He put a cigarette in his mouth as he looked for Alex, lighting it as he spotted him.

He went through the same routine everyday, worked all day for the universities shit-head maintenance crew, unclogging sinks, fixing toilets, and occasionally maintaining the multiple water heaters. Then he would find Alex, they'd hang out, maybe have a beer or two, he'd go home, get absolutely shitfaced off of fireball, and go to bed.