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My door was locked after I got back from taking a shower. I pounded on the door many times to make sure my roommate wasn't there. I called his phone from a friend's phone to try to track him down so I could tell him he locked me out. I then call the Department of Public Safety. It takes them over and half an hour to get here, meanwhile I'm still in my wet towel. He finally comes and lets me in. I wasn't really upset because I have no committments at the moment, just a bit annoyed. As I walk all the way into my room I notice a big lump on my roommate's bed. That's right folks, he was there the whole fuckin time.