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_____::Alias | Dataro Nagano::
_____"It's something."
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Her roommate chuckled, and, to Damara, this seemed like a positive reaction. He didn't appear to be mocking her, in any case, and that was definitely a good sign. Sure, her statement had probably sounded a little odd, and really out of place, but, well, what was done was done, and at least he hadn't, say, raised his brow and backed away slowly. Certainly, things were going better than expected. Damara looked down at the floor and tightened her grip on the handle of her suitcase. "Of course we could! Heck, we could even be best friends!" She looked up sharply. Best friends? That could... happen? Even for her? "...Uh, I mean, if you wanted. If you didn't want to, that'd be okay too. Being just friends is always nice too! 'Don't even have to know the persons last name and just go 'hey, wanna go to the movies?' And they're like 'yeah, sure.' Because their just friends and that's all they'll be. And It's not rude or anything because they're.. uh... friends... " Well, the boy trailed off his little ramble, and Damara blinked. He had looked different for a moment, there. Distant. Distant and... kind of sad? Was that sadness she was seeing?

Alas, before she could determine this, her roommate changed the subject, smiling again, but this time, it was different. "Ah, anyways, I'll just let you unpack now, Dataro..." he trailed off once more, and returned to his position on the bed. Damara stood still for a moment, blinking down at her suitcase in slight confusion. Should she be concerned for her acquaintance? He'd gone from bright, bubbly and cheery to quiet and sullen in a matter of a few sentences. Was that normal for him? Was he one of those bipolar people? Oh gosh, was she roomed with a psychopath? She shook her head lightly and wheeled her suitcase over to the bed. Psychopath, my rear end. Her imagination was a rampant one, which was both a gift and a curse. It wasn't as if she'd had a choice in the matter, either. Growing up without friends in the real world, the world of her mind was often her playground.

She started her unpacking with her clothes. Right as she was opening the suitcase, she felt a spike of terror. She couldn't remember if she'd brought any... feminine items of clothing. But, she sighed quietly with relief when she saw boxer shorts and briefs rather than... In any case, she made quick work of putting her clothes away. As far as (non-toiletry) personal belongings, she didn't have very much: a small lamp for reading, a journal, and a few of her favorite books. She placed them on one of two desks, and returned to her suitcase, stashing it under her bed. When she was done, she heaved a (semi-manly) sigh and straightened up. Maybe it was time to talk to her roommate again? A large part of Damara really, really didn't want to, but then again, you couldn't be friends with someone if you didn't get to know them at all.

She climbed onto her bed and sat as close to the far edge as she could without falling off the other side. She cleared her throat in preparation. What should she say? Was he even still in the mood for talking? What if she said something offensive or embarrassing or weird? She'd go the rest of her life without having a friend, and she'd die old and alone with no kids or grand kids and surrounded by cats. Damara took a deep breath. Don't botch this, she told herself. Nothing was more important that a first impression. Nothing. When she'd finally figured out something to say that didn't sound weird (to her, anyway), she, well, said it.

"So, ah, Brian... What do you like to do for fun?" she asked quietly, hoping she was heard. That didn't seem like too queer an asking. People ask each other stuff like that when they first meet, don't they? She hoped it sounded normal enough. The last thing she needed was someone else ignoring her. At least, that's what she told herself.

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"Well yeah, ever gone to Tunisia? My father comes from there but somehow I end here. Don't ask me about past things."

Tunisia? The hell is that? It's a country, right? Where? Europe? No, wait, Asia! Africa? Damn dude, a little context here? That was what he'd wanted to say, but, under recommendation of his therapist, he was supposed to be making friends, not dissing their native lands or whatever. He was supposed to be "culturally aware" or something. God, he hated his therapist, but the man had a point. Maybe not dissing people so much would help his psyche.

Instead, he nodded, looking away, still chewing that godawful gum he'd been given. But your name is also weird. 'Hunter'... is that a title or a name?" For some reason, he found this funny. So funny, in fact, he almost choked on the aforementioned awful gum. He was silent as he actually thought out a response, something he almost never did, as his bipolarity often made everything spontaneous for him. Nope. Not this time. He thought that it might be a good idea to screw with this guy a bit, let his mischievous side shine for a little bit. Nothing like messing with foreign kids. That thought almost made him feel a little guilty. Almost.

"It's both," he said, smirking in his usual style. "I go out into the woods at night and rip baby animals from their mothers. Then, I rip them to pieces with my teeth and eat them bloody and raw. That's how I got my name. Used to be just 'Davis', but now they call me 'Hunter', too. So, it's kinda like a name now." He paused for effect, strode over to his bed, and sat on it. "In fact, I'm feeling a little hungry at the moment. Happen to have any squirrels on ya, good sir?" It took quite a bit of effort to keep from snickering like a madman at his own little joke, but he managed. All in the name of good humor.

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Nicole jumped, her paintbrush flinging out of her hand, when a flamboyant male voice came from the door. "I AM YOUR NEW OVERLORD, BOW BEFORE ME PUNY MORTAL!" Knowing that whoever this was, was probably her roommate. She turned around only to find that the person standing in the door way was dressed in bright pink short shorts, an over sized white t-shirt covered in glitter, his hair was done up in pig tails, and he had makeup on. Oh. This is going to be an interesting year. She held back a laugh, looking over the guy once more. I mean, I'm a girl cross-dressing as a guy. And he's a guy cross-dressing as a girl. Crouching down to pick up her paintbrush, Nicole cleared her throat. When she straightened herself back up, she placed the paintbrush on the easel. "Well, it's nice to meet you Mr. Overlord. My name's Nicol-as...Nicholas O'Sullivan."

She walked up to him, having her hand out for him to shake. There was a small smile formed on her lips. Once she got closer, though, she could smell a scent that she was very familiar with, alcohol. Great. She held back a cringe, biting down on her tongue. She didn't want to seem mean in anyway, so she forced her smile to stay. "I hope we'll get along through the year. Wouldn't want to be stuck with someone I-we can't stand. As soon as the guy shook her hand, she went back to her easel. "Anyways, what's your real name? I mean, I really don't want to call my roommate Mr. Overlord all the time. Even though I am just a puny mortal." She chuckled, trying to ease her own tension over the guy.

"ιƒ уσυ αѕк мє ωнαт ι ¢αмє ιηтσ тнιѕ ℓιƒє тσ ∂σ, ι ωιℓℓ тєℓℓ уσυ: ι ¢αмє тσ ℓινє συт ℓσυ∂"

01┋ Haru 02┋ Dorm One 'B' 03┋ Happy
Leah nodded her head slowly. His hair is currently blue. Anyone would find it odd. That was the first thing she noticed. Though odd, it was something she admired. He began coughing. Leah glanced over, seeing the grin she had seen five minutes ago. "A-ah, w-well, it looks pretty cool actually! If you asked me, I'd have to say I really like it! It suits you well!" A long stare of surprise was all Leah gave him. 'I wouldn't have cared even if you didn't.' She turned away, nodding her head in acknowledgement. It wasn't a way of being rude, Leah just knew he was going to say more, so she decided to let him finish his chatter before speaking once more. She listened as he began giving her a short introduction to his past, but moved on to his interests with ease. Or, at least she thought he did. Leah could tell if he was doing it at ease, no longer watching his movements and such. Her thoughts were interrupted as Haru spoke about physical activities. Some sort of sickness? Leah blinked multiple times, looking back up just in time for him to ask her question. "What about you, Theodore? I'd like to know more of my roommate too, you know!"

The blond mentally tried to lay her words out. There wasn't much the she wanted to say. "Hm... I have four brothers and I'm-- I was, under the roof of my uncle. Uhm...basically, that's all I have to say. Since all those posters and stuff on the wall are my interests, like video games, rock and metal music, and sports." Leah tried to seem as easy going as she actually was. It seemed as if she were to get caught soon, which was something Leah wasn't interested in when she had such an amusing room mate and a nice area to hang out in. Of course, Haru soon returned to the school question. He didn't go to this school, and it seemed like she had an excuse to avoid multiple excercises like swimming. Leah shuddered at the thought of getting caught in the most uncomfortable way. She was well aware of Haru not happy with being her, though he did quickly back track after his small paragraph about dating. The blond couldn't help but grin as he called her a 'cool room mate', though that now she was aware that he was slightly dense, and probably didn't know her little secret nor suspect anything.

Leah laughed, shaking her head."Don't worry, I'll only sulk for a few minutes. Im okay with you being fond of me or not." Another shrug. It would be annoying if she had a room mate who didn't like her, but it was something she could live with. His next question definitely threw her off of her track. "Hey, hey, have you ever had a girlfriend before, Theodore? You seem like you would, from your personality and looks and all, but I'm not gay." Leah looked stunned for a minute, before leaning forward, holding in the urge to laugh loudly as her shoulders shook. She tried to say a few things, but eventually threw her head back, laughing as quietly as she could. As she began to stop, she gave Haru a large grin.

"I'm quite fond of you. No, I haven't dated a girl before. I'm a guy who knows a lot of females, but none of them are of my interest. I guess you could say that I'm picky." It was the truth. She never dated a female before, what was she suppose to say? When she looked girlier? She spent all of high school being confused as a male, and ignored if she were to object. Most guys weren't interested in a person when one, they didn't know her gender, and two, when she would get into fights often. She knew the names of all the assuming fan girls, but it was true, all of them were typical. Too predictable. Leah glanced at her watch, they still had an hour or so. "Since we both don't know the school very well, how about we look around? We have plenty of time."

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Odd. Yes, he was an odd guy. Somehow, Evee felt that he was holding something in. Was it anger? Was it his true feelings? She really grow a bit interested, but truly did not show it outside. She was still aware that he was a guy. Probably he already flew from couple of schools and now end up here somehow and told to not be, as he really is. Actually, it was good - if the situation was like that - but Evee attached great importance of being oneself, although she is an actor. She always found something familiar in a character she had to play, and learn to understand their perspective.

Basically, she did not like how he averted his eyes from her and just nodded as an answer. But then he noticed a change of expression on his face. His cold and serious, somehow ignorant face turned to be (a bit) kind, and she could somehow recognize a laugh. He laughed? Was my question so funny? As he thought for awhile, Evee waited for him patiently, looking at his face, wanted to see his laughing face again.

"It's both, I go out into the woods at night and rip baby animals from their mothers. Then, I rip them to pieces with my teeth and eat them bloody and raw. That's how I got my name. Used to be just 'Davis', but now they call me 'Hunter', too. So, it's kinda like a name now."

Well, he smirked. It's a beginning. She did not realise that she stared at his face so intensly, that she did not even really took notice at what he was saying. But somehow, she could relate his saying with something disgusting and evil. She looked at him with some weird eyes, as if saying: Are you serious?... but maybe it could mean Are you nuts? also, whatever. She wanted to say something, as he strode on his bad and sat on it, telling her a joke - what was surprising of him. Evee did not think that he could have humor. And if, it should be black comedy or something. And although it was not the best Evee had heard, she grinned, decided to play along.

"In fact, I'm feeling a little hungry at the moment. Happen to have any squirrels on ya, good sir?"

"Maybe, maybe not, My Lord, it depends, but if you have the right amount..." She rubbed with her thumb and pointing finger of her right hand, making clear that she wanted money in exchange, but then slightly smiled and put out some onigiri - what she made by herself actually - and throw it to Hunter's direction. "Kidding. Here catch! My butler made it for me early today because I get hungry pretty soon, so I don't know what taste it is yet." Yeah, it was a lie, it had the taste of seeweed, she knew it. Still she patiently looked at him wanting to know how he would like her home made onigiri.

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[Q U E L L E ]

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"Good day to you too."

Yuna was confused at how he acted. Hell, he bowed? Is he somekind of stupid? She thought that this was a rich academy? Or did she landed in a butlers room or something? As Yuna was busy answering her own questions in her head, he already stood up straight again and introduced himself:

"My name is Garret Parkinson."

Yuna had to smile. "Garret, really? It's a pretty famous name, huh? I got a friend whose name is Garret too, ya know! He really is something. Not like other boys, he watched his tonuge in front of a woman model like m- my mother." That was close! She would have just revealed herself being actually a girl! She really had to watch herself not talking too much... although it was against her true nature.

"Feel free to take a cookie. I got bored while waiting, and yes, I did make too much. I was just deciding when I should give some over to our neighbors. I already gave a couple a few, but everyone else seemed a little busy, and I didn't want to disturb their introductions."

Did he not hear her question? Yes, she was pretty pleased that he gave her his cookies, and he actually grabbed two or three and ate it on the spot - yes she enjoyed it and was actually a bit jealous because she could not cook so well - but wondered if he did not really heared her question. Mabye he overheard it? She chewed the cookies and began to put her clothes inside the given places and as she finally was finished, she slumped herself on the bed and like him, looked up to the ceiling. "Your cookies are damn good. You should teach me sometime, because I suck at it." She said truthfually and glanced to his bed. "By the way, I am pretty new here and I was wondering: Why did the principle of this school just allow handsome and pretty boys? On top of it, they should be smart! It's pretty funny that something like this still exist in this modern community." But then she noticed his glance: An obeserving and analyzing glance. Somehow, she felt a bit uneasy and averted her eyes from him and looked back to the ceiling. Was her roomie a detective or something?

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[Q U E L L E]

"Garret, really? It's a pretty famous name, huh? I got a friend whose name is Garret too, ya know! He really is something. Not like other boys, he watched his tongue in front of a woman model like m- my mother." Is everyone hiding something? While Garret was aware that it was fine that everyone has secrets, he also knows that not everyone stutters while lying. Two people in a row is a little... Oh, whatever. "Your cookies are damn good. You should teach me sometime, because I suck at it." She said. He had to suppress a giggle. This is what he could do in thirty minutes. Given a couple of hours, he could make a cookie that will damn near blow away taste buds. He knows this, he made one before. "By the way, I am pretty new here and I was wondering: Why did the principle of this school just allow handsome and pretty boys? On top of it, they should be smart! It's pretty funny that something like this still exist in this modern community." He smiled. Oh, that's a good question! If he hadn't been curious himself and called his uncle, who knows the man personally, he wouldn't have known either. "Well. Mr. Beauchamp started this school and only allows handsome guys because, well, he wants to. He is son of the richest man in the country, so doing wild stunts like this is one of the only ways they can guarantee their enjoyment. Plus, he made this school so that he can do even quirkier stunts later in the future. Last time, he had a cooking competition where the person, not the food, was underwater. I got fourth. I took one taste and almost threw up. The dishes were then served to the school staff, and the real competition began..."

The announcement bell sounds. . A sweet melodic, four note ring.



"Good morning staff and students of Beachamp Academy! It is the seventh day of September, and being so we have a special gift for you! School will be closed today, but you are more than welcome to roam around and find the locations of your classes for this year. If you have any questions, just head up to the office or ask a staff member near by. Bundle up on your day off because it is sunnyoutside and quite warm. Oh yes! Principal Beachamp wishes to see every in the auditorium in five minutes for a short assembly! Thank you!"

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As Garret giggled as she said she was not good at cooking, she felt as if her disguise is being ripped off, shown that actually she was a girl. Hello! You see here is a girl who can not cook! Yes, she restrained herself not to burst out in a quite of a big anger. But she managed to get her act together. It was just her being too sensitive. She was now a boy! Maybe the way she expressed herself made him giggle? She do not know but she felt a bit embarassed. But somehow, his giggle was a bit relaxing too. It means that he wanted to get along with her. And that already was something.

"Well. Mr. Beauchamp started this school and only allows handsome guys because, well, he wants to. He is son of the richest man in the country, so doing wild stunts like this is one of the only ways they can guarantee their enjoyment. Plus, he made this school so that he can do even quirkier stunts later in the future. Last time, he had a cooking competition where the person, not the food, was underwater. I got fourth. I took one taste and almost threw up. The dishes were then served to the school staff, and the real competition began..."

First of all things she noticed was his smile. If she would have her camera on her hand, she would have taken a photo of it. He was indeed handsome - no wonder that he got accepted into this school. And as he explained Mr. Beauchamp for her, she had to laugh at how the competition was like. "What? Really? That's really weird!", she laughed. "But I respect you to even get a prize doing such a difficult thing, although I do not quite understand how the hell you do cook like that." She said loudly wondering as a sweet sound sounded and an announcement was heard:

"Good morning staff and students of Beachamp Academy! It is the seventh day of September, and being so we have a special gift for you! School will be closed today, but you are more than welcome to roam around and find the locations of your classes for this year. If you have any questions, just head up to the office or ask a staff member near by. Bundle up on your day off because it is sunny outside and quite warm. Oh yes! Principal Beachamp wishes to see every in the auditorium in five minutes for a short assembly! Thank you!"

She slightly grinned to Garret. "Well, if that is not lucky! Nice timing!", she commented and grabbed for her camera. "By the way, you did not answer my question yet about if you're already been long in this academy. If not..." She put on her black glasses and posed while grinning. "Let's go inspecting every corner of the school - but more importantly - seeing Mr. rich Principal who seem to be a quite unique individual." She stated and went ahead to the door, then turned around, grabbing some cookies again. "Hope you don't mind?" A bit too excited going for the door and gave him a sign to follow. "Comon slowpoke!", in a quite girlish manner. But she did not even realise that she did say that a bit too girly. She was too excited at that time. How could she even think straightly?

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Garret Parkinson
"Good morning staff and students of Beachamp Academy! It is the seventh day of September, and being so we have a special gift for you! School will be closed today, but you are more than welcome to roam around and find the locations of your classes for this year. If you have any questions, just head up to the office or ask a staff member near by. Bundle up on your day off because it is sunny outside and quite warm. Oh yes! Principal Beachamp wishes to see every in the auditorium in five minutes for a short assembly! Thank you!"

Yuu slightly grinned to Garret. "Well, if that is not lucky! Nice timing!", he commented and grabbed for his camera. "By the way, you did not answer my question yet about if you're already been long in this academy. If not..." He put on his black glasses and posed while grinning. "Let's go inspecting every corner of the school - but more importantly - seeing Mr. rich Principal who seem to be a quite unique individual." He stated and went ahead to the door, then turned around, grabbing some cookies again. "Hope you don't mind?" A bit too excited going for the door and gave him a sign to follow. "Come-on slowpoke!" What the hell? Garret had just got off the bed before Yuu had ran out the door, in an entirely strange fashion as well.
"Uh, yeah, coming." He said, but he was already gone. Garret grabbed his jacket and jogged out the door, following his strange and eccentric room-mate while thinking. There was a mess up while introducing ones self with two people, and my room-mate is completely eccentric. What was bugging him? He stopped. This is exactly like one of those reality TV shows where one of the 'guys' is a girl. He then started following Yuu again, easily catching up.
"Hey, slow down a little!" He could keep up all day, but he wanted to talk while they walked. "I've been here last year, so I know where everything is. I can give you a tour later, but-"
He paused. He just noticed something strange. His room-mate, he had a nice ass. Garret closed his eyes and put a hand on his face. Oh gods, when did I become gay? So his sister was into it, but that shouldn't have taken so long to transfer into his preferences. He looked up to see Yuu looking at him weird.
"Sorry, I think a bug flew into my eye. Anyways, you're going the wrong way." He pointed down a corridor they almost past. "That way." After they started walking in a slower manner, he could think much clearer. Taking into account the nice butt and the strange attitude, it wouldn't be too unlikely that he was a she. Garret cleared his throat silently. No if he was a chick, she'd have... His eyes darted toward his room-mates chest, looking for any obvious bulges. He barely stopped himself. Idiot! If someone saw you, that'd be kinda gay. And if he was a chick, and she caught you, what do you think would happen? A girl catches a guy looking at her, she hits him violently. A quick glance at his room-mate's arms informs him that it wouldn't hurt that much. I really need to get my focus together. Garret thought to himself as they entered the auditorium.

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Okay. Maybe Yuna was a bit too excited. But she couldn't help it. She always overreacted about something. You can say, she is just being honest. She looked around, a bit confused where to go. The school was actually very big. SHe nagged on the cookie she grabbed without really asking for permission, and although she felt bad, she said to herself that he offered the cookies to her from the beginning anyway, so it was not something she should feel bad of, right?

"Hey, slow down a little! I've been here last year, so I know where everything is. I can give you a tour later, but-"

She turned around and saw Garret who came with his jacket on his hands. Really, maybe she was a bit too overexcited, not even waiting for him. But... strange. Did she look wrongly, or did his roomie stared on her body? Was she actually exposed? Instinctively she covered her upper body, but it was not that what he had been staring to. It was-
Then he closed his eye and covered his face, although Yuna wanted to examine it more. Reason: A bug flew into his eye. It was obvious that she did not believed him judging by her eyes. But she did not say anything as Garret pointed to the right direction.

She felt an uneasiness walking beside him. She felt that he suspected her... she felt his glances, his strange attitude towards her. It was just like - like casting a covetous eye on her. She was shocked by her own thought. What? He is not a pervert! - Maybe. Somehow she felt a bit scared. Yes, she was quite strong woman, but what could she do against him if-?

She did not continued that thought. She did not want to continue. Let's gather what she knew about this Garret guy: He cooks cookies, is an awesome cook swimmer or something, likes to observe someone... and is a kind and handsome boy.
Kind kind kind, the thought went through her head a couple of times. Would a kind man look at her in that strange manner? She did not know. Or-

He was gay. He was gay! That is it! She had to laugh - yes, a bit creepy to laugh alone like that - but well. She was relieved. And the thought of him being gay made her a bit relaxed. Yes, he is just gay. He looks at her like that because he is gay. He does not know about my real identity. He just wanted -

- oh boy. She just realised. If he was gay and presistant, it would be more of a trouble to hide her true identity from him. Her happy face suddenly turned worried and shocked thinking that. No no no! She had to throw out this thought! The way seem so endless as they walked to the auditorium without saying a thing. She was not used to have such a slience, as loud voices are heard, and they finally found their way to the auditorium, which made her worries to be gone for a moment, and gave place to her susprise and admire.

The auditorium looked magnifique - simply beautiful and awesome. The stage is big and the chairs - the chairs! - had quite the purple color under the quite dim light. Yes, she knew it was actually red, but who cared? It looked exactly like purple, and purple is her favourite color. She took photos of course. Her happy face could someone read from far away, so excited was she. "Come come come, Garret! Let's take a seat! Front!" She said and jumped down the stairs, choosing the 5th row from front, took a seat and took photo of the closed stage. Mr. Beaucamp may be as crazy as he wanted, she, Yuna, would respect him anyways, she thought.

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[Q U E L L E]

“Well it’s nice to meet you too … Nicoʊlas, I have to say that you’re the only person I’ve met so far who have mispronounced their own name. But I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you’re just having first day jitters. But anyhoo, that’s night important, what is important, is if you are one of those people who spell Nicolas with an H or without.”Thaddeus froze himself for a brief second to quickly contemplate what he just said. Thaddeus shook his head “What am I even saying,” Thaddeus quickly put his finger on Nicholas’s lips to prevent him from answering the question, “You don’t have to answer the question. Sometimes I just get carried away, ‘cause I absolutely love words, and word play, especially word play.” Thaddeus cringed “My god, I am being so impolite for not introducing myself.” Thaddeus straightened himself up and removed the flamboyant tinge from his speech.

“I’m Thaddeus, Thaddeus Marwile. If Thaddeus is too much of a mouthful for you say repeatedly you may call me Ted, Teddy, Thad, or if you have the balls to do it, you may call me mistress. You do have balls don’tcha?” Said Thaddeus with a playful tone. “Oh and if we are both wearing leather it you have to call me mistress, shoes don’t count by the way. And before I forget to mention it, I’m bisexual, trust me, it I’ll save us a lot of problems in the future if I tell you right at the get go, and by us I mean you and mostly me. It also helps get all the silly questions about homosexuality and bisexuality out of the way, so ask them now, it’s the only time I won’t shame you for asking them.”Thaddeus quickly went out to get his trunk. “Ask away, I’m just going into the hall to get my Super Superior Supply Stash.”

Thaddeus quickly went into the hall and brought in his trunk. It was large trunk that was made of pine and covered in smooth black leather and metal strips to keep the whole thing together. The whole thing was covered in various stickers from various places of travel and large stickers advertizing various fandoms that he belonged to, this included Pokémon, Dr. Who, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Gundam, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and various web comics that Thaddeus enjoyed reading , just to name a few. On the top of the trunk was a large custom made sticker that said in stylized text “Super Superior Supply Stash”. Thaddeus quickly opened the trunk and pulled out his three screen room divider that was currently folded in six sections, his light grey suit with matching blue shirt and red tie, a small leather case that was filled with lapel pins, a pair of black socks, and a pair of black dress shoes.

Thaddeus flipped open the divider and set it up on his side of the room. “I hope you don’t mind but I’m going to get changed, but don’t worry I have a room divider, quite frankly I want to get to know the roommate that they assigned to me. Also if you have any questions about the campus or everyday life I can answer them for you, this is my second here so I can pretty much any question you have.” Thaddeus quickly smelled his breath, "And please forgive me for my bad breath, I was at an amazing party last night. Picked up a really cute guy. It probably would have been better if he didn't wake me up with his screaming, though now that I think about it, he was probably a straight man with some crazy beer goggles. You would be surprised at how many times that has happened to me."