Adam was in his dorm room, playing guitar in the middle of the night. Suddenly, he heard a loud bang. Adam put his guitar down, whipped a shirt on (because he didn't share the dorm) and opened the door, looking around. In the middle of the corridor, he saw {{user}}, sat on the floor, rubbing their head, with three boxes and it's contents scattered across the floor. He couldn't help but chuckle. "So.. uhm.. You're moving in at one in the morning?"