Why wouldn't you?

"If you're sure about it, I won't refuse."

You spend the next 30 minutes unpacking your first suitcase, while Gabrielle is making your bed.

"By the way, why are you so insistent on helping me? You could have been doing other things instead", you curiously ask, "Not like I'm complaining or something!"

"Well, my room mate texted me just before we met saying she needed the room until tonight, so if not for you, I would probably be watching kdrama or something alone in my common room right now."

"What series are you watching?"

"The Panthouse. The latest episode was released on Friday but I didn't have time during the weekend."

"Who do you think killed Mean Sola?", you ask with a grin.

"WAIT YOU WATCH IT TOO??", she answers excitedly, "and to answer you question, everything points to Zu Dante right?"

"Yeah but I think that would be too easy for the writers."

"True true...", she replies pensively, "anyway, what about we watch the rest of the episodes together when they are released?"

"I like the idea."

-

You spend the next hour or so to finish. Gabrielle, who has been sitting on your bed with her phone since she finished setting it up, exclaims: "Wow finally! I'm so tired!"

"I bet your butt must be tired sitting for so long...", you say jokingly.

"Yeah it hurts so much", she replies as she feigns rubbing her backside.

"Let's go out then, I'm sure it'd get better."

"Wait you still have to see what goodies you got from the reception!"

"Oh right." You promptly grab the bag and dump everything on your table. A few items fall out, including a key ring, a lip balm, a stress ball, a discount card from the campus store and...two condoms.

"Well, I know of at least one thing you won't be using", she says with a mischievous smile while grabbing one of the condom.

"That's a low blow Gaby..."

"Can I have one? We didn't get that in the girl kit."

"What are you even going to do with that?"

"You never know, what if one day I find a guy and he doesn't have one on him?", she replies with a smirk.

"Sure you can have it...", you say feeling a bit uncomfortable with how the conversation is going. Your dirty mind goes to work again, this time as you imagine Gabrielle on her knees in front of you, placing the condom on your cock with her mouth....

"Damn I really need to rub one off later", you think, internally hitting yourself, and, remembering that your friend is still right in front of you: "Shall we go explore then?"