Love In Jamaa- The Marcus and Joey Collection

Chapter Three

            It was probably dumb of me to invite someone to be my roomate, because It was only when I opened the door to my dorm that I realized that there was only one bed. "Uhm, Joey, I'll just sleep on the floor.. I forgot that this dorm was meant for one person." "Oh, no, It's fine!" He replied with a tinge of happiness, then seeming to repeat himself in a more monotone voice. "I-It's fine. I-I'm sure there's enough room on the bed." He said quietly, blushing. 

I nodded, and finally gave myself a moment to look up at my new dormmate. He was short for an arctic wolf, but still a moderate height. He had gray fur which seemed to be very long and well taken care of, especially around his head and ears. He wore a black long spiked collar and had an outfit similar to mine, and seemed to look the same as how arctic wolves with well off families' sons and daughters would look- or at least trying to appear that way. 

Aside from what I just said, he was one of the cutest guys i've ever seen and felt my head rush with a feeling of being a little lovesick.