Spiders and Bulls | closed thread (spiderstoryteller)
It took Rufioh a long time to find out where the dorms were, and even longer to figure out which one was his. He was surprised to find out that there were many co-ed dorms, and he was even more surprised to find that he was in one of them. He decided not to make a big deal about it, nobody else seemed to think it was. It still struck him as sort of bizzare. Guess he didn't know much about college at all. He found his dorm and went in, surprised to see that his roommate got there even later than he did. He dropped what few bags he had on the door, not even bothering to close the door. He looked around and noted what furniture there was. Two beds and two desks. The room was a little small, but hey, it was a dorm. What did he expect? He sat down and quickly grew bored. He looked at his bags, wondering if he should start to unload. /Nah/, he thought. /I've got plenty of time to do that/. Instead, he set up his amp and grabbed his guitar. He hadn't played it in almost a week, and his fingers were itching. He plugged it in and starting playing Anarchy in the UK, on of his favorite songs to play. He completely forgot that he hadn't closed the door.