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Craig swung through the door, wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a white T-shirt on. "Hello, hello. You're welcome, the room is now cooler." Flicking hair out his eyes, the young man leaned against the door frame, arms crossed. Suddenly his eyes light up as he saw someone. "Hey Hosa." he called her out, a smile on his face. He was always happier with her, and she was a pretty good friend. He glanced around, eyes stopping on the only other male in the room. "We the only guys in this dorm? Cool, I guess. Dunno." Craig seemed pretty bummed. He wanted more guys here, since he didn't like to hit on all the girls. What if this guy disliked him? Thoughts ran through Craig's head. He couldn't be friends with a bunch of girls, so his only hope of sanity was Jason.

Hosa glanced behide her, a large smile appearing on her face when she spotted Craig. "Hey, Craig! And yea, it seems that you and Jason are the only guys so far. How lucky for you two," she teased lightly, her blue eyes sparkling as she held tightly onto her suitcase.

Kynrea giggled at all of the sudden people. "Too many people!" she giggled. "402~" she replied. ASDF why are so many people talking at once alskdfldksflksdf. The small aussiedor that hid behind the teenager peered out from behind her legs, looking around at all of the people in the room. He padded tentatively up to the empty space on the couch and started barking at it. Kynrea instantly started scolding him, walking over and grabbing him. "Sorry," she whispered gingerly.

Scilene took a seat in a lounge chair and placed her bad on the floor. Taking a deep breath, she opened her white paper and looked at the numbers of her dorm. "I got 401." She gave Lotte an apologetic smile. "Sorry." Turning, Scilene saw a boy walk in. "Hey Jason, looks like you aren't the only boy now." She glanced at Jason, then looked back over at the newcomer. Shrugging to herself she slipped the paper back into her bag and took another glance at the common room. It was getting full with all the girls...and two boys.

Lotte frowned. It seemed as if her roommates were nowhere to be seen. Ah well, it didn't mean she couldn't befriend these people, though she felt left out. Ethel glanced at Jason, but dared not look at him for a long time. It was almost as if she thought the boy could see her. He knew she was there, and it made Ethel feel a strange feeling. She was used to fading into the background, but she was accounted for as a member of the room.

Jason sniffed as another young man entered, preferring to stay in the doorway, seemingly doing nothing to hide the narcissistic air around him - not that he himself minded any; to be honest, he was used to it, and found it rather amusing. "It would appear so, darling Scilene." The boy sang, snapping his fingers and feigning disappointment, "Well, shit." He laughed lightly at his obvious joke, in a seemingly really good mood today.

The boy paused when a dog jumped up on the other end of the couch. At first Jace thought he was barking at him, but it was more like it was growling at the air next to him. He raised an eyebrow as the dark haired girl called off her dog and scolded him. What was that all about? He might as well have been barking at a gh- ...
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"Ethel?" He frowned and muttered quietly to the small space next to him in question, not wanting to make a big deal out this in case he was wrong. If he was, he certainly didn't want to be seen shouting a random girl's name into the air. Jace had a feeling, though, and glanced up at Lotte in wonder.

Ethel was startled by the dog. "G-good boy!" she said in a delicate yet nervous English accent. She had never had a dog when she lived, and never really liked them too much. They wandered streets a lot, and were diseased with rabies.

When Jace said her name, she forgot about the dog, however. She smiled, laughing slightly in disbelief. "Yes! I am here, tell him I am here!"
She spun to Lotte, who blinked and grinned. "She says she's there. Next to you on the couch." said the girl. Ethel was busy observing the boy, and almost reached out and touched his cheek. This would seem weird to a person, but a ghost with a severe lack of human contact had to bolt her hand down to keep from doing this. She couldn't get caught, and wanted to make the most of the time she had there, not just seeing life but using all her senses to enjoy it. This including touch.