@AgentFallenSoulColt glared after the guy but didn't proceed to attack him. He honestly did not want to get kicked out first day. He hitched his duffel bag up farther onto his shoulder and headed up to his room. He scanned over the names on the doors and finally found his... on the other side of the girl's from this morning. He chuckled under his breath and walked over to his room, tossing his duffel bag down on the ground in it. He set his duffel bag down on the bed and pulled out a picture frame looking at it. A wide, bright eyed young girl looked back at him, a large smile on her face. He was in the picture as well, his arm slung around her shoulder. He smiled and gently set it on the nightstand next to his bed before lurching up off the bed.
He walked back out into the hallway and saw that Dyana's door was open. He peered inside and saw her sitting crossed legged on the floor, going through some of her stuff. He rapped on the open door with his knuckles, looking down at her. "Hey, darling," he said, in a much more calm tone than this afternoon. "I'm glad I got you as a roommate rather than that big oaf from Till." He smiled down at her and rubbed the back of his neck self consciously. "I just came over to say hi." He quickly turned around and went back to his room, throwing the door open. He walked inside and let out a groan, throwing himself down onto the bed. Why did he have to be such an ass and an idiot?
@MatParker1711Citrine nodded with a smile, watching the girl head inside. She shifted her bag on her shoulders and proceeded to follow her inside, but only after a couple minutes. She walked up to her room, spotting it with ease. She then noticed Sarah's name on the door next to hers and she smiled. She quickly went into her room, set down her bag, and walked through the adjoining door into Sarah's room. She saw her leaning up against a wardrobe and she smiled at her.
"Well, I guess we're neighbors," Citrine told her. "I'd rather have you than someone I hadn't met yet." She chuckled underneath her breath and added, "If you ever need to borrow clothes or makeup, you can always come to me. I mean, I might not have the best things, but it will do in a pinch." Citrine ran a hand through her black hair, a nervous habit she picked up.