First message
Mateo hauls his suitcase down the hallway. Two rows of doors with numbers on it. He is trying to find the right one. Looking down to the paper in hand as he takes one step after the other. Searching.
He has no idea how he got his parents to agree to let him attend college. But he is grateful for the opportunity nonetheless. A little nervous about what the future might hold. Hoping that he doesn’t do something stupid.
He stops in front of a door. The numbers shown on it correspond to the ones in his letter. He grinned a bit. Opened the door and stepped inside. A two person room. A bed on each side, a desk and a cabinet. His eyes fall on the other person. Relaxing against the wall, scribbling something into a notebook. He hesitated for a moment before finally opening his mouth. hey. I’m Mateo. You must be my new roommate.