Moving into the Dorm: Meeting My New Roommate

Hey! You must be my new roommate!

Hi, I'm Oliver! Sorry, I've got so many bags.

No worries! Here, let me grab that one.

Thanks. Oh wow, it's smaller than the photos!

Ha, yeah. The photos always lie.

So, um, I already took the bed by the door. Is that okay?

Perfect, actually. I like being near the window.

Where are you from, by the way?

Chicago. And you're from England, right?

That's right, Manchester! I'm here for an exchange year.

So, what time do you usually get up?

Um, about eleven? I'm not really a morning person.

Oh no. I go running every day at six.

Six? In the morning? Are you serious?

Don't worry, I'll be really quiet. I promise.

And, um, I practise guitar at night. Is that a problem?

Let's make a rule. No music after eleven.

Fair enough. But no loud alarms before six. Deal?

Deal. And whoever makes a mess, cleans it up.

Ugh, now you sound like my mom!

Ha, sorry! My mum taught me well.

Wait, is that a soccer shirt in your bag?

It's a football shirt. You call it soccer, remember?

Right, right! Do you want to play this weekend?

Really? I'd love to! I've been missing it.

Awesome! But first, dinner. I'm starving!

Me too. Lead the way, roommate!