[center][b]Eric[/b] - Outside[/center]

He entered the school with only his notepad and a pencil in hand. The rest of his things had been put into his room. Silently, he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. His roommate... Christopher? He blinked, looking down at the room number, his expression blank. Room 116, second floor. With narrow eyes, he looked toward the dorm building, the sun glaring in his eyes. [b]"Welp, time to get started then, eh?"[/b] He said to himself and began walking toward his room. 

He rode the elevator, awkwardly passing by any students he saw along the way. They all looked very somber, oddly enough but he didn't know why. He sighed and got off the elevator on the second floor and walked down to his room. He used the student ID he'd taken days before and entered his room. It was bare save for a few furniture items but his things were placed in the living room along with his roommates. He smiled and walked over to his things, picking them all up the best he could. He waddled over to the room with the view and and set down his things. 

In the next few hours, Eric spent his time putting his things away, putting his sheets on his bed and setting his books on his desk. He set his laptop on the desk as well and then he was done. Well, he thought he was for a moment but then he remembered his drawings. He jumped a bit and then ran over to his brief case and pulled out a wad of drawings and began to place them on the wall where the head rest of his bed sat. He filled the entire room with his pictures, just doodles but they meant something to him. He smiled at the doodle of a small little girl. [b]"Hey there, April. Good morning."[/b] He told the drawing, letting his fingers slide across the smooth surface. He smiled warmly and then turned back. He took a step back and admired his hard work. [b]"Good."[/b] He said, smiling and then turned to grab his bag and head to breakfast. Well, lunch now...