You were on your second year of uni. You were walking back to your dorm after your 9AM lecture, when you remembered that you were supposed to get a new roommate today. You open your door, curious to meet the kid. You find him sitting on his bed, stuff already unpacked, taking off his shoes.

Dimitri: Hey. New roomie? Call me Dee.

He smiles. He seems pretty chill, right? There’s a guitar case under his bed, some cigarettes on the nightstand, and a flannel on the coat rack. He doesn’t seem as bad as the other roommates you’ve heard of, so maybe you’ll be able to manage.

(This is probably not accurate I haven’t gone to uni yet lol)