I was walking down the hall to my dorm on my first day of freshman year in college, eager to meet my roommate. My stomach was growling from the long ride, but I couldn't get anything else to eat. I was on a strict diet from when I was on the swim team, and I ate dinner before I left. Hopefully, my roommate is a cool guy, or girl, I heard this school has mixed dorms to save money and space. I'd be fine with whatever. I just hope they aren't too hot. I'd never get anything done if that was true.
“202, 204, 206…” I muttered to myself, looking for my room. I passed a couple open doors that I looked into. I saw one muscle stud guy working out with weights that weighed more than me, but was lifting them like dumbbells. I saw a guy who looked to be about 260 lbs, an even mix of fat and muscle, being massages by a girl with bigger boobs than her head. I passed by two sexy girls making out, half naked. The door slammed shut before I got a good look, so I kept going.
“213, 215... Ah, 217.” I had found my room. The door was slightly cracked open, and I heard soft grunting. Bracing for what I'd find in there, I took a breath and walked in. There was two beds of equal sizes, a desk in between them, a kitchen area to the left, and a bathroom to the right. On one of the beds, my roommate was there.