The weird adventures in the hostel keep on going..

I know the only weird one here is me. Because despite the odds I keep on staying here.

Once more the drunken and wasted(seems like hashish) owner of the hostel got into my dormitory and sat at the bed next to me.
I've hung a few clothing items at the next bed and he told me that there're more people coming. I'd seen a few men outside before and thought, oh let's see what tonight. So I remove the clothes from the bed next to me and take everything around my bed.

So the drunken guy is here and not moving, weird. He tells me he's thinking how to arrange other people so I will be comfortable. I ask him, how many are they ? He says 6 people. The dormitory has a capacity of 6 beds. I tell him, I can go to a single room and they can come here. And then he says oh no I was just joking.
Wtf man.

He asks, why did I move my clothes. I tell him, I paid for one bed, I'm aware how dormitories work, I've been to other dormitories too and people come and go.

He stood up kinda mad and went out.
Tf man.

I'm messaging through Couchsurfing and hopefully I'll move tomorrow. It's getting bit too far..