James shoved his delicate hand into his pocket, searching for money and his cell phone. In conclusion he found seven dollars and a his dorm key.
"DAMNIT DANTE! WHERE THE BLOODY HEZZ IS MY PHONE?!"
Opening the door slightly, Dante peered to James,
"Dunno."
After commenting with a blunt answer, Dante shut the door again. His attention was deemed to the books and he wasn't fond of his roommate at this point. James was quiet for a few moments, after the sounds of scrabbling through magazines, cabinets closing, and a toilet flush. Dante opened the door once again,
"Wash your hands, dude that's gross!"
James glared at him from the end of the hallway, turning and disappearing into the bathroom once more he washed his hands underneath the hot water. Once done, James came back out and flickered the still wet droplets on his hands on to Dante's face.
"There, happy mother?!" James hissed spitefully.
Sliding James's phone towards his feet, Dante smiled evilly,
"Be home by eight."
James raised his right eyebrow and vigorously shuck his keys on the way out the door. Giving a swift grown, James pierced the bridge of his nose with his index finger and his thumb,
"The death of me, I swear..."
Dante chortled as James left the room, he picked up his book and moved to the living room and resumed his position prior to the drama.
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Ursa
Ursa was rather excited and a tad fearful of her new roommates, what if they were obnoxious and overly flirtatious? Though, throwing the thoughts from her mind Ursa was going to make the best of this new situation. It would be her third year at college, she was excited and hoped to meet new people as freshmen entered the new year. Maneuvering the keys within the lock, Ursa opened the dorm door to the room she would share with her new friends.