Call her later that night

You finish unpacking your things, surprised by the amount of room in your single. It fits a bed, a desk, a TV stand and TV, a dresser, a bean bag chair and with still enough floor space to do pushups.

You find yourself a bit tired and decide to nap for a few hours. You wake up to find the sun has gone down, and your phone reads 10:15 PM. You suddenly remember that sexy blonde Ashley, pulling out the piece of paper she had slipped you.

You are still surprised at the exchange as you dial in her number and press call. The phone rings for a few seconds before a cheerful voice answers at the other end.

"Hello?"

"Hi, uh, Ashley, its that guy you met at check-in"

"Oh, John? I was wondering when you were going to call!"

You hear a giggle in the background as you say, "So, uh, I'm guessing your a junior or a senior?"

"Yeah, I'm a junior, although it feels like I'm just starting again whenever I come back in the fall," she responds.

"Well you know I'm a freshman and that means I am truly lost," you joke, "I haven't seen anything on campus yet, want to give me a tour?"

"Of course silly, that was my idea," she says, and you are sure she's sticking out her tongue at you. You can't help but laugh - Ashley seems like one fun, sexy cookie, no wonder she's hired to greet incoming freshman. "How about I meet you in front of Fontaine Hall in five minutes?" she suggests.

"Sure, I'll see you in a few," you say, before hanging up. You quickly take a trip to the bathroom, patting your hair down while there, before heading downstairs to wait for Ashley.