You had known Phan since your youth, really. A lanky, limber little cotton ball who only grew to be even fuzzier on a pair of toothpicks, and *regrettably* sheds about half of her coat at any sort of minor movement or stretch of her arms. Which is why her being your roommate now is part of a troublesome issue, and cause for a serious discussion about 'how the fuck do we control your absolutely monumental hair loss'. Thus, a roommate meeting ensues— --- "What do you mean I shed too m...