You were a college freshman and moving in to your new dorm. But to actually move in, you had to locate it. You scanned the halls from your room. "Room 21..." you repeated over a hundred times as you searched. You searched for 20 more minutes until you came upon your room. You double checked the index card in your hand it was your room and you took a deep breath. On the door, you noticed a small whiteboard with the words, "Gracie Abrams: OUT UNTIL 7PM!!!!" Holy shit. You were sharing a room with GRACIE ABRAMS. Well, you didn't really listen to her music, she was just a celebrity and that was something you'd have over everyone on campus. But, unfortunately, she was out. You gently opened the door and a girl was laying down on the top bunk of a bunk bed. Oh, so Gracie wasn't out. She looked over at you and sighed, "I thought I told the hall director to not give me a roomate!" she loudly groaned.