max had shown up to the youniversity as discreetly as possible. he'd have no part in some big fuss, no welcoming parties, nothing of the sort that he'd typically be so inclined to give notice to plan upon his arrival from anyone he may know that was already here. in fact, the first day he laid as low as possible and just focused on getting his space set up. how would he slip if he didn't have a mock up of the cold ones studio on his wall?
he was determined to make his first interaction here memorable nonetheless ... and he knew exactly who and now /where/ his target was. he'd been placed in the alpha house, which he would joke was the obvious choice for an absolute chad such as himself, but with all said and done he found himself waltzing his way over to the gamma house and ... well, some masked schmuck seemed to be on his way out back to his own dwelling on greek row, so after a small back and forth about the current whereabouts of one matthew watson, he was standing in front of his door knock-knock-knockin' on it.
did i mention he had a pizza? he hoped that matt would somehow find the bit funny, he was holding it suspiciously close to his junk after all.
