My stomach rumbles as I reach the dorm, at the rate I'm going I'm not going to have protein bars for more than a week. Levi is leaning on the wall outside the room, is he waiting for me? Did he forget his keys or something? I do hope this isn't going to be a regular occurrence.

"Cather!" he says with a smile, he starts to stand up properly as soon as I am close enough. It's only now that I notice his arms and legs were too long for his body. I feel a smile tug at the side of my lips but it doesn't form on my face completely unlike his wide grin that never seems to leave his face.

"It's Cath." I state once I'm close enough for an actual conversation to seem normal.

"I don't think so, are you sure? Cather suits you. I really like Cather."

"I'm sure." I state dryly. "I've had enough time to think about it, that I'm sure about." I know I should probably try to act more warmly towards my roommate but what would be the point, after all I have no intention of staying here longer than I need to. "Forget your key?" I grasp the key in my hand but don't open the door, he looks at the door expectantly. He makes me feel 'new', I don't know any other way to explain it and at the moment new is just something that I don't want to deal with. I want to curl up in bed with my laptop and indulge in Simon and Baz. Yet here I stand with this boy who I hardly know, hardly want to know and I'm stuck with no way to remove myself or him from the situation.

"Nah, just don't like spending time alone. I mean the room is far too quiet alone, at least the corridor is a little more interesting." I have to blink a few times to understand what he's said, he's only coming into the room because I'm back. Does that mean he thinks I'm going to interact with him? I like my own little universe with Simon and Baz, I don't need another guy who's only going to be part of my life for a few weeks (if that).

"Do they do this a lot?" I ask, it's been praying on my mind since I moved in. A guy-girl co-ed dorm is so strange and it's the only topic of conversation I can think of, other than Simon-Baz. Simon-Baz may come on a little too strong and it's embarrassing anyway.

"This?" he asks quizzically. I open the door and dump my bags on my bed, wanting to quickly close the door behind me and I could but he could still come in, he's already said he has keys.

"Guy-girl rooms?"

"Not common, but not unheard of. It doesn't bother you does it?" he's too cheerful, too upbeat; he makes everything seem like it's okay when I know that living with a guy like this is something I definitely didn't want to do, I don't want to do.

"It's fine." I mutter quietly, grabbing my laptop and a protein bar and crawling into the corner of my bed, as far from his side of the room as I can get.

He sits down on his bed, grabbing his laptop too but within a second his phone is chiming with a text and he's getting up putting his shoes back on and grabbing a jacket. "I'm head out to meet Reagan. See ya, later." I nod in response not even having time to form two syllables before he's out the door and gone.