Main flatmates: Tom Hiddleston, Benedict Cumberbatch, Andrew Scott, James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender. Neighbours: Ben Whishaw, Colin Morgan, David Tennant, Andrew Garfield and Simon Pegg.
Professors: Ian McKellen, Martin Freeman, Patrick Stewart, Alan Rickman, Daniel Craig.

Hi, this is a small intro, chapters will be longer, thanks for reading.

Introduction

Michael walked into the kitchen, he rubbed the back of his head and yawned loudly. Slowly, he switched on the coffee maker and stood with his back against the kitchen cabinet. Watching Tom, Benedict and Andrew as they walked in and began to make their breakfast, they all sat around the small table.

Then James walked in, his eyes red and tired, he silently sat down and didn't speak to anyone at the table until Michael decided to break the awkward silence.
"Hey James," Michael questioned, "where you crying in your room last night?"

"Shut up" James muttered.

Tom laughed quietly "What are you talking about?"

Benedict smiled and looked up from his history book, "I found it hard to study.

"Seriously," Tom replied, "what are you talking about?"

"Shut up about it." James said with more anger in his voice.

Michael smiled cheekily and stayed silent for a few minutes before deciding to see how far he could push James, "James," he nudged him sharply, "how's Mazie?"

"Piss off." James abruptly got up and left the table .
Michael asked Tom what was wrong with James but he shrugged and left the table to get ready for his early lecture.

"Andrew!" Michael shouted causing Andrew to jump in his seat, "how are you today?"
Andrew, who never spoke much anyway, stared at Michael briefly and then looked back at his cup of tea. This annoyed Michael, he wanted to talk, he wanted to converse about life, so he turned to the only person left at the table "Benedict, talk to me."

"um... er...b" was all Benedict could manage at such an early hour in the morning.

"I LIVE IN A HOUSE OF THE INDECISIVE!" Michael exclaimed getting up from the table and pacing the room becoming increasingly bored, it was already one of those days and it was only half six in the morning. Then, a knocking sounded on the wall next to him and the voice of Simon came through the wall, "Shut up Michael, the walls are thin around here."

"I know," he replied, "thanks to James last night."

"Shut the fuck up Michael!" James yelled from his bedroom and the sound of laughter came from both Tom's and Benedict's room. Tom left his room, and picked up his bag before waving goodbye to his flatmates and leaving to get to his absurdly early lecture. Michael ignore Tom and looked deep in thought until he shouted "SHIT!"

"What now?" Benedict called from the other end of the apartment.

"I forgot my psychology essay, brilliant." That was it, there was no chance he was leaving the apartment today. He kicked the kitchen cabinet in frustration and the sound radiated through the house.

"MICHAEL SHUT THE HELL UP!" Five voices shouted from the neighbouring apartment. And before anyone could reply a quiet knock came at the door, Andrew smiled slightly, and then got up from the table and met Colin in the hallway, they walked away leaving Michael alone in the kitchen as he silently drank his coffee.
A door slammed in the depths of the apartment and James quickly came into the kitchen, ignoring Michael he swiftly stormed past and slammed the front door behind him. Michael sighed looking out of the kitchen window at the city, he drank more of his coffee and threw the rest down the sink he sighed and walked slowly off to his bedroom.

It was going to be a long day.