Accept her help, and get her away from your room.

"Thanks I appreciate that" you say accepting Maisie's offer of help. You enter the dorm room and briefly regard it, good sized desk, double bed decent wardrobe and an onsuite shower. Pretty basic stuff. You throw your leather suitcase onto the bed and turn to Maisie who is struggling a little to pull the steel rack case into the room.

"This ol’trunk is pretty heavy” Maisie says smiling “Is this for sound equipment? Do we have a musician on our hands?” she asks impishly

“Sort of. Mixing and synthesizing equipment” you lie casually.

“Ooh. Nice. Do you do DJing as well?” Maisie says obviously intrigued “You know it’s coming to the end of the first term exam season for a lot of undergraduates. A lot of parties that might need your skills.”

“What skills?” you say playfully “I dabble a bit. Anyway, don’t you think I’m an undergraduate?” you ask Maisie.

“Nah” she replies “You’ve got more a PhD vibe to you.”

“Masters in Law actually. What gave it away the haggard look or the greying temples?”

Maisie shrugs “Grace. She held a rare dorm meeting to let us know there was fresh meat inbound and she wanted first dibs.”

Suddenly you hear a low bang and the sound of something heavy being moved violently followed by a series of low moans, and the jolting sound of a head board being slapped roughly against the wall. This is punctuated by a loud groan and a different female voice emitting a series of obscenities.

"FUCK! fuck yes..fuck...take it! Slut!" The aggressive female voice is matched by the higher pitched **** moaning. You hear the distinct sound of flesh rapidly slapping on flesh. The very obvious sex session is coming from room 8 just down the corridor from you,

"Speak of the devil" says Maisie who has at least had the decency to turn a slight shade of pink "I think Grace has found a new playmate."

"Goddamn. How does anyone get any sleep around here?" you ask.

Maisie gives a little innocent shrug. You get the meaning. It's Shoubu stupid.

"That Grace's room huh?" you ask

"No" says Maisie ignoring the if anything now even louder sounds of frantic copulation "It's Carolina's room. She's a first year."

Wanting to get away from the aural-sex show and get Maisie out of your room you take the handle of the rack-case and wheel it into a corner. “How about that tour?”

Maisie agrees and you spend the next 20 minutes being shown around the dorm. Truth be told you had already pulled up the blueprints from University archives and along with doing some more traditional internet and social media research you were very familiar with the building and its layout. Possibly a bit of overkill for this job but in a place like Shoubu you never knew what little nuggets you’d uncover.

During the tour Maisie cheerfully flirts with you but you never really get the sense that she is genuinely interested in a fling. She had said she had a boyfriend, Broden.

Maisie quizzes you a bit about your time at Shoubu but is mostly interested in what your immediate social life concerns are. Girlfriend? (Maisie has a boyfriend but they have a fairly open relationship). Upcoming parties? (Maisie has three open invites she can suggest and a couple more that says will be lame). Club recommendations? (Air-Trip has opened. First three nights management is providing a lighter than air rave courtesy of Shoubu magic). New or interesting hobbies? (Maisie is, incongruously, into blunt weapon historical martial arts alongside her boyfriend).

You’re pretty non-committal to all of these questions. You are trying to present yourself as Richard Hunter a fairly boring postgraduate student after all.

You both end up in the communal dorm kitchen and Maisie pours you a cup of coffee. By this time, you can begin to hear the sound of people starting to get up and about. You’re thinking about how to best introduce yourself as Richard Hunter to your new dormmates. What you weren’t prepared for is a thicc white girl, red-faced and wearing nothing but a pair of panties and slippers to come storming into the kitchen and fall sobbing into Maisie’s arms.…