Although the flight from Tampa, Florida to West Palm beach, Florida had been fairly short, by the time Hayden Ellisworth got to Palm Beach International Airport, he was already feeling worn out. "I need a damn Monster right now, that's what I need," he muttered to himself, walking through crowds of people waiting for their friends and families, then slowly made his way to where the luggage was being dropped off, and other people were standing by. His main concern at the moment was to make sure all of his items arrived safely, but another big one was finding any of the other roommates in the house. MTV might as well have shipped everyone a sign that says 'HEY, MOTHER FUCKERS, I'M WITH THE REAL WORLD.'
But no, instead they chose to complicate things. He definetely knew that he had to check out the rooms as soon as possible, and silently hoped that he wouldn't get stuck with an ass hat. Spotting his luggage coming up, he grabbed it off the belt and dropped it on the ground with a low thud, then looked around one more time.
As soon as I get to this airport I'm just like, okay, who the f*ck is going to be coming up first, you know? I honestly don't know what to expect right now, I could be rooming with literally ANYONE...the roommate situation might turn ugly, but I'm not going to start anyting, especially on the first f*cking day. That's so not my place to start bitching. You can put me with pretty much whoever and I GURANTEE you that we can get along for three damn months. But who knows, this might be a looong summer, after all.