Hey Roomie [Declan]

[Alfred F. Jones]

Alfred furrowed his eyebrows together as he finished up the last bits of his homework from class today. He looked down at his watch. It'd been 3 hours.
What happened you ask?
The poor American had tried to go to his dorm room, introduce himself, and start putting his things in his own room, but had been kicked out because his roommate was....busy..... using the suite with some pretty albino girl. He'd gotten keys thrown at him and was told to go to the german girl's room. He'd been a bit nervous, but desperately needed to get his work done.

Al sighed and packed up his numerous things, putting all his papers into a neat folder labelled HOMEWORK before putting it-and his computer- into his laptop bag.
He opened the door, making sure nobody saw him coming out of a girl's room, and started down the hallway. He thought he'd hear a creak coming from some dark corner, so he adjusted his things and ran. Oh man, if a supervisor saw him come out of a girl's room, he'd be in deep shit.

He finally made it back to his own room and opened the door back up, entering with his hands over his eyes. He didn't want to interrupt anything again. "Hey! Roomie, you there? Are you guys done.....fonduing?" He frowned. "Can I come in and unpack my things now....?"

[Declan O'Malley]

Declan and Fritzi were done with their private time. She had left his company to go find something more substantial to put in her stomach than the partial beer she had drank. She hadn't been gone more than 20 minutes when he heard the suite's door open. He was sitting out in the shared living room area when Alfred began talking to him.

"Hey! Roomie, you there? Are you guys done.....fonduing? Can I come in and unpack my things now....?"

"Aye, I'm here....Ehm, Fonduing?...." Declan questioned. "Uh..aye? She's nae here now..." He added turning to the American boy. He stood up to greet the boy properly this time since the last time the boy tried, Declan was sort of busy.

"Sorry 'bout a'fore. Me name's Declan..." The Irishman said holding his hand out the the American. He looked the boy over and offered a small smile.

He went over to the couch in the living room and dropped back down where he was before. He picked up the textbook he had been browsing in and went back to his half-assed studying. "What brings ya here lad? To the school, I mean..." Declan asked, to try and break the ice between himself and his new roommate. He wanted to at least try to be friendly with the boy.

[Alfred F. Jones]

Alfred finally uncovered his eyes when he heard that there was no sex going on in that room. He took the chance to get a good look at the apartment, dormitory, suite.....thing. He brightened up a little and smiled for the other boy. Some people at this school were friendly! Who would've guessed?

"It's alright....we all do......stuff........" he mumbled, blushing a little at the thought of sex. "Anyway, I'm Alfred!" He held out his hand for the other boy to take. "Me? I'm from America! And I guess I'm here cause I'm the hero!" He laughed.

He wasn't sure of how much information he was actually supposed to give out, but getting to know his roommate wasn't a bad thing! Especially if he didn't tell the guy what his specialties were. Even though in a school of spies, he'd probably find out sooner or later anyway. "How about you? Where are you from? You sound Irish."