My freshman year roommate was a complete psycho. He moved into the dorm room a few hours before I got there and proceeded to divvy out what he thought should be his, stacking his shit on both sides, and claiming both bookshelves. His parents seemed pretty cool, but promptly left when he through a fit after I asked if I could use one of the bookshelves. Fit throwing was pretty much a precursor to our entire term sharing the room. Everything I did he would complain about, and after the first month he got extremely confrontational; up in my face trying to throw down at the littlest things. Half way into the term he decided to join the pistol club, but because he was a psycho he thought it would be best if he kept the gun in our room.
Now I’ve been around guns most my life, and didn’t have a huge issue with him keeping it in the room (even though it was grounds for immediate eviction from the dorms, and expulsion from the university) I figured it was his, and if shit hit the fan I’d just play ignorant and let him take the fall.
Having firearm experience I know it’s generally not a good idea to keep a weapon loaded, or out of a case/lock box for obvious reasons, and being it was the dorms I figured he’d be discreet and at least keep it in his closet or something. O’ was I wrong…. One day I came home and he was freaking out about one of his midterms (that he had apparently failed) and I told him to chill the fuck out only to have him pull back his pillow and show me the gun. He asked me if I had anything else to say… I lost my shit started cussing him out and telling him how fucking unacceptable it was to just leave that out lying around. He then informed me that loaded, under his pillow, was where he kept it (barrel pointed towards my bed).
I told him that I wanted a new roommate and that when I returned the pistol had better be out of our room. Went down to the RD’s room and requested a new roommate (I didn’t throw him under the bus, not wanting to ruin his life… but enough was enough). After a few days of staying with a friend I came back and all his shit was moved out of the room. I found out through our RA that he had a mental breakdown (probably figuring I’d snitched about the gun) packed up his shit and moved into another dorm.
Apparently after finals week he left the gun out on his desk when packing up for winter break, the RA in his new dorm saw it and he was evicted from university housing and was scheduled to go in front of a university panel to “discuss” his future at the school.. Fortunately for everyone he flunked out and didn’t return for winter term.