What are the good things about your good roommate?

Great roommate? I won't talk about those who burp, fart, dig their feet, sleep and grind their teeth. Let me say a wonderful flower.

Roommate A is very handsome and is recognized as a representative of the value of our dormitory. But people have a particularly strange habit, like to hoard goods, not like profiteers, but like to take things without changing them. Boys' dormitories are usually more casual. People often borrow some small things for public use in their lives. Once I bought an ear spoon and put it in the dormitory for public use, but I found it missing in a few days. I wonder if it was me or one of my roommates who accidentally dropped it. After all, something that small is likely to fall to the ground and be kicked to a corner. I didn't care at that time, so I bought another one and it was gone in a few days. I bought another one and it disappeared in a few days. Strange, repeated several times. I asked what was going on in the dormitory. As a result, I saw A silently open the drawer, and five or six ear spoons were lying quietly in his drawer. A slightly embarrassed answer, oh, sorry, I forgot to return it. This is a trivial matter. I can bear it. What bothers me the most? In summer, the weather is very hot. I belong to the kind that is afraid of heat and easy to sweat. I get wet when I sweat. We all turn on the air conditioner when we sleep. One night, the air conditioner was timed, but after it was turned off, I was still awakened by the heat. How to describe me at that time? I feel like I've been fished out of the water and I'm soaked to the skin. The undershirt on my body is stuck to my body. I wiped the sweat from my face, got out of bed and looked for the air conditioner remote control, but I couldn't find it all around. It's too hot to sleep. Turn on your cell phone and don't have the heart to wake your roommate. What shall we do? I ran to the toilet, blocked the leaking hole with a pile of paper, turned on the tap, put a big pool of water, and fell asleep. I really didn't exaggerate, so I slept all night.

I didn't know until I woke up the next day and asked. It turns out that A has been putting the air conditioner remote control on his bed, where he can reach it. Damn it, big brother, this is an open matter. Why do you like to keep public things for yourself?