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Jess knocks twice on the door. You hear rustling, bumping, and clambering, before the door swings open and Nate appears. As soon as he notices Jess, he leans against the doorframe.

“Buenos aires, Jess and… guy.” He looks out of breath. Jess peers into his room before rolling her eyes and sighing. “Nathaniel, this is your new roommate. Peter. He’s a transfer, so please–”

“Roomie?” Nate asks, blinking and befuddled. “You sure you don’t want to room with me, Bonita?” he asks Jess, smirking. “I liked having my own room, but I can be accommodating if–”

Jess raises her hand to make him stop, and he does immediately. Nate falls silent and smiles. “Good,” Jess says, and then turns to you. “Nate acts like a dumbass, but I promise he’s okay.”

“Where’d you get him?” Nate asks, sizing you up. “He looks like a Mormon.” Upon hearing that, Jess shoves him backward into the bedroom. Nate pretends to be hurt, rubbing his shoulder.

“What?” he whines. “Mormons are cute. Innocent. I can’t call my new roomie a cutie pie? For fuke’s sake, Jess.” Jess ignores him and turns to you. “I live down the hall. I’ll see you later.”