Sullivanity
Sophisticated Sea Dweller
Riley pressed his ear against the door to Room 305. He was positive the soothing noise was coming from this dorm, which was also his, which meant that whoever was playing the instrument inside (it sounded like a xylophone but more professional) was his new roommate. God I hope they're not boring. I can take annoying, mean, rude, and even disgusting, just don't be boring. Now where's my key..... Damnit. Well, I did want to make an entrance.
Riley pulled back his fist and punched through the door. He felt around the other side before quickly finding the doorknob. Turning it, he let himself in, a green canvas duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He was wearing an old fashioned suit over a monochrome striped shirt with dress pants and dress shoes. His clothing was ripped in multiple places, and it looked fairly aged.
"Heeeeeey Roomie! Sorry about the door, watched some zombie movies on the way here, and so I'm trying to go for this whole "Night of the Living Hipster" thing that I hear girls really like. But where are my manners? My name is Valintine, Riley Valintine, and your name is...."
Riley glanced up from an exaggerated bowing position he had assumed, with one arm across his back and the other outstretched toward the man in front of him. He was shorter and fairly tan, with long orange and white hair. That's pretty cool. I wonder if he dyes it?
(@Savagai )
Riley pulled back his fist and punched through the door. He felt around the other side before quickly finding the doorknob. Turning it, he let himself in, a green canvas duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He was wearing an old fashioned suit over a monochrome striped shirt with dress pants and dress shoes. His clothing was ripped in multiple places, and it looked fairly aged.
"Heeeeeey Roomie! Sorry about the door, watched some zombie movies on the way here, and so I'm trying to go for this whole "Night of the Living Hipster" thing that I hear girls really like. But where are my manners? My name is Valintine, Riley Valintine, and your name is...."
Riley glanced up from an exaggerated bowing position he had assumed, with one arm across his back and the other outstretched toward the man in front of him. He was shorter and fairly tan, with long orange and white hair. That's pretty cool. I wonder if he dyes it?
(@Savagai )
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