Mill's Cafe

Moving Day

  Chapter 7: Moving day

It was Moving Day and Canada didn't know how to feel. He was sharing the dorm with some other guys. Who? He had no idea. Curse the stupid paper.

He had no car, which meant he had to get a taxi. That was no fun.

Canada thinks he may have overpacked.

He had one bag full of clothes/anything wearable. Another bag with blankets and pillows and things for beds(including his squish mallows). And two other bags full of things he thought he might need. Partly with accessories, or devices and chargers, and snacks.

He was fidgeting the whole way there, hoping he wouldn't panic.

There were like, a billion jillion students (okay maybe like a couple hundred) on campus all with bags and suitcases and some with family there bidding goodbye. He had gotten his dorm section and dorm room number from some woman who came up and asked for his name.

He had tried his best to get there but he had 4 bags. He wasn't Captain America(although he wished he has his strength).

After lugging 4 bags across campus and then inside up 7 flights of stairs (on the 3rd flight of stairs he realised there were elevators) and down a hallway, he decided that was enough exercise for the next few years.

His dorm room number was "331". He was given a key too. He waited in anticipation before inserting the key and unlocking the door.

The inside was plain. He was in the living room, he guessed. There was a couch and table. He left his bags at the door to look around. The living room was connected to a kitchen, which he found food in some of the cabinets. He was pretty sure there wasn't supposed to be food.

"Oh uh, are you the other roommate?"

Canada whipped his head around in surprise to find a short Chinese man in the doorway of the kitchen.

"Yeah.." Canada mumbled.

The man, was about 5'5. He had long hair which was put up in a pony tail.

"I'm China, you?"

saycanadasaycanadasaycanada

"Clementine," well so much for not lying.

"Alright, everyone else has picked their rooms, so I'll show you yours. And they're all out and about doing whatever it is they do. We got here yesterday." China explained, motioning for Canada to follow.

"Ah, and here you are! This is the last room. If you need help with your suitcases or need anything, I'll be in my room. My room's two doors down. See you," he smiled and then left.

He was nice.

The room was small, but nice. There was a mattress, which he put on a mattress topper and threw his blankets and pillows onto. There was a desk with a lamp too. He decided to put all his clothes in the closet later(which meant almost never) and sat on his bed hoping tine would move faster so he could get to work.

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This took way to long to make. 

I need your opinions on this small idea I had. The song Campus would go really well for Canada here, wouldn't it? What do you guys think?

Would you Rather: Break your arm, or your leg?