Patrick flicked a finger on his hat, squinting at the numbers on the door. He glanced down to the piece of paper again, murmuring the numbers aloud. He stopped at the right door, a bag slung over his shoulder He lifted his hand to knock, almost jumping when it opened.

“Howdy, darlin’! You, uh, my new roommate, then?” he said with a short, charming grin, jutting out his hand in greeting.