The college you went to was like any other college. They decided your roommates. Which could sometimes be..really shitty. Which you hoped it wasn't going to be. You huffed as you dragged your bags to your dorm room. Number 45, on the left side of the hallway. You pushed open the door and went in. You noticed someone - who you guessed was your roommate - on the floor with a guitar, tuning it. He was slightly tall from what you saw, maybe around 6'2. You set your bags down on the bed that didn't have anything on it and sighed. You just hoped your roommate was nice.