Paved with good intentions

Kaz had been hoping for a new roommate after his last one literally flooded the dorm room he'd been staying in.

Not just oops, I spilled some water, but an actual literal flood, wish fish and rain and water bursting out of his side of the room and over towards Kaz's. Plus, there was always the weird smell coming from his side of the room, like burnt plastic, or maybe burnt hair. His ex-roommate usually didn't have eyebrows. All the explosions made it difficult for him to study, so when one of his grades slipped, Kaz felt it neccesary to petition to ask for a new roommate.

He didn't ask for any details. It had to be better than the guy he'd been staying with. So, Kaz knocked on the door, which was silly beause his swipe card opened it, so it was the right room...but it felt weird to do it.

He waited a moment then stuck his head in the doorway and said, "Are you uh...Jacob...Corvias?"


@Saberteck

He had the right room. The man before him was playing a game system and for a moment, Kaz wondered if he should ask if he was playing pokemon. Kaz did not play many games but pokemon was one of them. He never really collected anything, but pokemon sated the need to hoard things he didn't know he had.

"I'm Kazimierz," Kaz introduced himself. He had a faint accent when he said his names. The vowels where shorter and the Z's less harsh than in English. When he said the next part, the syllables were broad and flat American sounding. "But you can call me Kaz, if you want. Most people do."

He slipped into the room and the door closed behind him. Kaz only carried a suitcase and a small duffle bag of possessions. He set these both on the opposing bed.

He eyed the boxes of tech for a moment and then said, "Are you um...an inventor?"

If he traded one roommate that made chemical explosions for one that made technological explosions, kaz was going to need a prescription for migraine medication.