Fletcher

Your first day at the university. The campus' size was almost intimidating. Finally, you made it to your dorm. Room 203. Hard to believe there were that many rooms.

Inside, the room was immaculately clean. On one side of the room, a single bed that had been made perfectly. The other side of the room was covered in fantasy posters, FunkoPop figures lined the desks and just about every Dungeons and Dragons book scattered along the bookshelves. Among them, at the desk, was a small golden retriever. His headphones were on so loud that he probably didn't even hear you come in.

He looked up and jumped in surprise, tossing off his headphones. "O-oh gosh, sorry, I didn't even know you were here!" He said with a bright red face. "I um.. I got your bed made for you. And your books are in the desk."

He seemed almost frantic. As if he wasn't used to interacting with anyone. "I'm Fletcher, by the way. But you probably already knew that." He held out his hand for a formal handshake. He was clearly trembling. Eyes focused on the ground. "Sorry, I'm not too good at... peopling."