March 10, 9AM. Gary: (entering room) Oh man, what is up? Darren right?
Darren: How did you open the door?
Gary: I'm Gary... your roommate? We talked on the phone?
Darren: Last August?
Gary: Right... yeah exactly. So glad you're not some weirdo, haha, on the phone you sounded like a creep, but you actually seem pretty chill.
(Gary drops his backpack onto an empty bed in the corner, it's just a mattress on a frame.)Gary: Sick, so you brought the TV.
Darren: I'm sorry. I'm a little confused.
Gary: No worries. Wo, tight. Red Hot Chili Peppers. Can I burn this?
Darren: No.
(Sitting down on the mattress, he takes a beer can out of his pocket and opens it)
Gary: Got a lot of catchin' up to BREW! Haha. Are all the hot girls taken? Who's the blond across the hall?
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