Head to Dorm Suite

I decide to drop off my stuff at my dorm. While I'm there, I could probably meet my roommates and maybe even take a rest if I feel like it after unpacking.

I get a lot of stares on my way there. Some guys were staring directly at my chest or ass. I could even hear some whistles and cat calls. I just tried to ignore them, making it to my building and reaching the floor my dorm is on.

Outside one door is a guy messing with his phone, with a look of anger on his face. His hair was spiky in a way that looked like he was trying to look cool and badass, but ended up looking like his hair was just messy. And greasy from hair gel. "Come on, you stupid piece of shit. Why does the service here suck?!" Noticing me, he quickly put away his phone and put on a pair of shades. "Heeeey, there little lady," he said, shifting his attitude and trying to sound cool. "What brings you here? No wait, don't tell me you came to see ol' Chad. Ladies are never dissapointed with me, especially after spending some time with me in my bed." He pulled his shade down just to give a wink and pointed at the door behind him.

'Oh god, what a poser. Wait...' I looked at the door and felt dread wash over me. 'God damn it, this is where I'm supposed to be staying at.'