New Roommate...

[Ian Reeves]

Ian could clearly see that Noah was definitely not so happy with what had happened in his suitcase, and to some extent he could understand him - it must be really frustrating to open your luggage only to find that everything was covered with something or another and then have to go and clean everything when you thought you'd only have to hang them and be done with it. It was some more work to do, and that was surely a bit exasperating. However, he wasn't so sure if he would have reacted so strongly about it - after all, it was just shampoo, it wasn't as though it wouldn't wash out or anything, his clothes weren't ruined for good. But he figured that everybody had a different way of reacting to stuff so he didn't mention anything as he simply watched Noah angrily going through his clothes, separating those that had to be washed from those that were fine.

He gave a small nod when Noah then mentioned there wasn't much he could do about it, figuring he was right about that. He hadn't actually thought there would be anything he could do to help his roommate in this situation, but it would have been rude to just stay on his bed and not do anything about it. "Well then... I guess I'll leave you to your sorting," he said with a small smile, not really finding anything else to say or do. He couldn't really stay here and watch him empty his suitcase like an idiot, after all. "And if you need any help after all, well... just say so," he added, not really thinking there would be any need for his assistance but wanting to do at least a gesture that would be nice for his roommate, or at least let him know that he had good intentions about the whole thing and wouldn't just stay there and do nothing while he was in trouble.

[Noah Kay]

"Thanks Ian." Noah muttered as he continued going through his clothes. Luckily, he didn't have all that many clothes to go through, Noah wasn't one to care overly much about his appearance. Once the tedious process of going through every item of clothing was over he found his laundry bag and shoved everything in. It hadn't turned out to be as many clothes as he had originally expected and would most probably fit in to one load. That was lucky. Looking around the room he grabbed his washing stuff and a very battered copy of Kite Runner - his all time favourite book. He figured he may as well wait down there until it was done. It wasn't like he had much to do apart from put his unspoiled clothes away. And truth be told he'd rather not spend much more time trying to make awkward conversation with one of the most reluctant guys that he'd met. Ever. Maybe this years rooming situation would be more uncomfortable than he'd anticipated.

"Ok Ian, I'm just gonna take this stuff down then. I guess I'll see you in a bit..." he shrugged and walked out. It wasn't like Ian would miss him much. In fact he was pretty sure that the guy would prefer the room without him in it. Not that there was much to like in the room in all its blandness. He'd have to think of something to do with the place.