However, I prefer to envisage them emerging at lunchtime just in time to watch some really moronic TV, leading to a discussion of the obvious decline in the intelligence of the population, and then proceeding to mooch around the house cleverly avoiding anything that they were meant to be doing. At about five in the evening they rendezvous again in the sitting room to bemoan a complete inability to do anything useful and jointly agree that its too late now and they will achieve momentous things tomorrow. This cohabiting craze could definitely be dangerous. If there is one lesson I learnt from my university years then it is how to waste time. Surely any situation that allows a regression to such a time of collaborated self delusion should be prevented.
Home is of course crucial to the student.
Shared households all have common attributes that should be considered if it ever occurs to you to move in with a bunch of people you barely know. The house will be decorated and furnished by the landlord or lady with the alternatively-tasted in mind. Everyone else will at least conclude that the orange and brown swirly carpet hides a multitude of sins, which is useful as you will never get the damn hover to work. Preferably the sofa and armchair suite should be brick red, leather and a fire hazard. The kitchen will be beautifully fitted out with a range of dangerous appliances all covered in large notices reading 'your landlord does not accept liability for first degree burns or loss of limbs'.