How about a "you're in the dorm room next to mine and you are SO LOUD STOP REHERSING THIS LATE " au
So Max is in the room right next to Preston’s right? Both, being rather private people, have single dorms. Max initially thinks that this is great- like, no having to deal with other people. But then, at two in the morning in the middle of his second week of his freshman year, he’s woken by this awful scream. He wakes up horrified, only to soon realize that it’s just the thespian zealot practicing his lines in the room over.
Well, over the days, Preston starts practicing for an audition: more specifically a prestigious audition for a local production of a Shakespeare play. So he’s spending all his time with these big, hard to remember lines.
This gets frustrating for Preston. The guy’s dyslexic already, and sitting there with a yellowed Macbeth book trying to read and memorize this old English text is not running well with him. So Preston stays up all night working on one of the major soliloquies necessary for his part, and he just… cannot get it down.
Cue a lot of frustrated screaming and throwing fits. Of course, Max, who is one thin wall away from this madness, hasn’t gotten a good sleep for the past semester because of this nonsense, and he’s beyond pissed. So Max hauls himself out of bed, slams on the wall, and goes, “Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain, you fucking nitwit! It’s not that fucking difficult!”
So Preston stops, and Max is lured into a false sense of security… until there’s a knock at his door two minutes later. For some reason, he lets Preston into his room. And Preston’s just…. a mess… but he’s like, “You know Macbeth?”
And so Max is roped into helping Preston learn this fucking play and he finally, finally gets sleep after that (sometimes with Preston laying next to him in his dorm with a copy of Macbeth still clutched in both their hands).