♧Virgil PoV♧

"Drugs! Gimmie drugs! I dont need it'" My singing was interrupted my a knock on the door. When I open it I find 'Karen! But in College!' "Sir I was passing your door and couldn't help but be shaken by that god awful music-" "One moment, I'll turn it down." I closed the door on her face and turned off the music, I grabbed my electric guitar, and turned the AMP it was connected to on the highest setting. I opened the door still holding the gutar, I smiled still seeing her there. "I need help with my new piece, and sense you obviously have taste..." I trailed off seeing her smiling "I will gladly help you!" "Great.." I muttered. I started playing a guitar solo I made when I was angry. She covered her ears and ran away. "NEXT TIME DONT TELL ME TO TURN MY MUSIC DOWN!" I yelled down the hallway to her. Still smiling I put my guitar down and unplugged it from the AMP.

Bing! I went to check my phone to find a g-mail from the school.

From: *******************gmail.com

To: **********gmail.com

'IMPORTANT'

Virgil Nightwood, we are informing you that you will have a dorm mate. He will be arriving sometime around 4pm and we wish for you to welcome him with open arms.

P.S.
Please avoid playing guitar solos so loud, we heard you from two buildings over. Thank you.

I have two issues with this, 1. I'm getting a dorm mate. I don't want a dorm mate. 2. EVERYONE ON THE ENTIRE FUCKING CAMPUS HEARD ME PLAY!!

I'm mainly concerned about the roommate thing. What if they thing I'm weird? What if they dont like me? WHAT DO I DO? HOMESCHOOLING NEVER TOUGHT ME THIS!!! "SHIT ITS 4!"

♡Patton's PoV♡

I arrived at the campus around 3:30pm. Around 3:45pm, I heard an awesome guitar solo from the dormitories! "I like this place already!" I said to no one in particular. I walked up to someone with there back towards me, "Excuse me? Can you help me find dorm 497?" Hw turned around to reveal a tight white shirt, blue jeans, perfectly brushed, light brown hair, and amber eyes. "Of course!" He said in a British accent bowing.

After a few minutes of searching we found the door. "Thank you see you arround kiddo!" I said happily "It was my pleasure!" The British man said bowing once more before scampering off to find his own dorm. As I was about to open the door I head a muffled "SHIT ITS 4!" followed by the sound of movement. Giggleing I opened the door to reveal someone wearing a black shirt covered by a grey plad hoodie, ripped black jeans with a chain, black combat boots, dark purple hair, and purple eyes, staring at me. Wait, purple eyes? "Oh! Uh, I wear contacts.." he said, moving towards the guitar that was leaning against a wall. "Oh I'm sorry kiddo! I didn't mean to say that out loud!" He nodded "Its fine." He said putting the guitar strap around him and moved his guitar to his back. He then picked up what I think is an AMP and started walking towards a room. Setting my luggage down, I trailed after him.

"Hey kiddo, do you want some help?" I asked from beside him, he simply nodded towards the door, witch I opened for him. He walked in and put the AMP in the corner of the room and the guitar beside it. His room was empty of anything except for a suitcase, a backpack, a guitar case, and a duffle bag. I smiled at him and went to get my things. I walked into the room I would be staying in. It was the same size as my roommate's, so not very big. I put my things in the room and checked to see when the moving truck would be here.
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