(1) moving in

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I put the last box in my college dorm and then went into the living space. Still no one. I was put into a co-ed dorm by mistake and now no spaces are left in any other rooms so this will have to do.

I decide to unpack rather than waste my time waiting for him. The person who showed me where my dorm is said his name was Farkle Minkus. It is a peculiar name, already feel sorry for him.

After unpacking about half of the stuff I here I knock on the door but the door also creaks open. It is already six so I assume it is not Farkle and that he is moving in tomorrow but it was him.

On first glance he looked like an asshole. He was wearing a grey shirt with black skinny jeans along with a black leather jacket. His hair was like every other boy ever. He was basic putting it bluntly.
"Hi," I said as politely as possible.
"Oh what, sorry I only talk to pretty girls," he said and then he strode on into his room with a few suitcases.
I was shocked, how dare he.

This year is gong to be hell.

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