Just Another Disaster || Emy and Maverick
College was something that was never in the books for Maverick. His family didn't see him ever graduating high school, so when they found out he was attending college for any amount of time, they couldn't seem to hide their shock. Maverick Bennett, the boy that seemed to never open up to anyone was certainly going to prove one thing to his parents; that despite what they all thought, he was going to attend college, and graduate, even if it was the only thing that he ever did to 'deceive them'. He'd managed to pass ever class he took his freshman year, even though he attended every class hungover from the parties he and his roommates through the night before.
It was now the fall of Maverick's sophomore year, and he was more than ready to head into his dorm room. Spending the summer with his mother was miserable enough, and even though Maverick wasn't really one to make friends very well, he'd come to almost like the people he'd met the year before. He headed toward his dorm, actually excited to see his roommate, the guy who'd helped the boy - who was now twenty years of age throw the parties people were still talking about to this day. Once he'd made it up the endless stairs and into his dorm room, he placed his luggage on the ground, and allowed himself to plop on the unmade bed, clearly not surprised he'd arrived before his roommate.
After a few moments of relaxing, the boy looked up as the door opened and saw someone enter the room and he raised his brow in confusion. "I'm pretty sure you have the wrong room." he said, his attitude already shining through. "Because unless you're Dawson and had a very convincing sex change, you aren't my roommate which means you can't stay."