Viktor had just been offered a job as the assistant to the Dean of the Academy and the Council. Of course, he'd take it. Anything to get out of The Undercity already. He was already 21. He needed to move up in the world, or else he would never make it. Though, Heimerdinger, the Dean, was very adamant on him checking where he'd be staying before agreeing. He would have to stay in a student dorm, which was kind of Heimerdinger. The only thing he hoped was that he didn't have a roommate.

Roommates were always annoying. Simply irritating. He had had a few in the occasional Zaun homeless shelter. Which was ultimately better than sleeping on the floor in an alleyway, but.. cmon. Nobody likes roommates.

He fiddles with the key in his hand, walking down the halls to find the room. He wasn't expecting much. At least a bed and toilet, and room for a desk, and he'd be happy. Either way, he'd take the job.

Soon enough, he finds the room and opens the door, the keys jingling. He steps in and looks around, leaving the door open as he looks around the dorm. 2 beds, a bathroom, and the tiniest kitchenette. Wait.. 2 beds? kurva....

He turns around just as someone peeks their head in, looking curious

"I'm guessing this is your dorm..? I'm to move in as of today.." His voice was annoyed and tired, his accent thick as always. He seemed like he no longer wanted to be there.