Meanwhile, Stiles had just gotten out of his last class for the day. He was rather tired, having been up all night working on papers due by the end of the week. He was informed a few days prior he was finally getting and roommate. You. Guest. He was curious about what they would be like. Calm, reserved, and cautious like old friends from his hometown, or outgoing, loyal, and trustworthy like his best friend Scott. Regardless, he was partially excited to have someone around to talk to. The other part was bummed about not having the space to himself anymore.

Stiles was walking back to the dorm and had gotten two coffees and a small bag of donuts. A welcome gift. He liked making lasting impressions, good ones. He knocked on the dorm room door, his keys jingling as he unlocked the door. Even though he was currently living there, he still felt the need to announce himself coming in. He looked around, seeing the open boxes strung out near the empty bedroom. He heard faint music playing, Guest favorite genre. His too... already something in common. He set his keys down, speaking over the music. Hey uh... I brought coffee! And donuts! If- if you like donuts. he voice quieted down on the last sentence, suddenly feeling like the gesture may have been to much for just meeting someone.