Y/N stood in front of the dorm door, double-checking the room number on the slip of paper in their hand. This has to be a mistake, they thought, staring at the bold letters: BOY'S DORMITORY.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N knocked on the door, hoping whoever was inside wouldn't mind the mix-up.

The door swung open, revealing a tall, slightly scruffy hound with tired eyes and a Walmart uniform peeking out from under a jacket. Peyton looked Y/N up and down, his eyebrows raising slightly in confusion but quickly settling back into his usual detached expression.

"You lost or something?" he asked flatly.

Y/N swallowed nervously. "Actually... I think I’m your new roommate. They...uh, accidentally put me in the boy's dorm."

Peyton sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Figures. Well, as long as you don't expect me to play host or anything, it's fine." He stepped aside, letting Y/N into the room without another word.