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Sherlock looked around his dorm room in disgust. It was without a doubt the most boring place he's ever occupied and that was counting any number of Mycroft's functions that he'd been forced to attend. He wanted to get a place off campus, however his parents decided to actually listen to Sherlock's psychiatrist who had the idiotic idea that his anti-social outlook would improve if he was exposed to the company of his peers more often. Of all the moronic drivel that his hack of a psychiatrist regularly spouted this was the worst. As though any of the weak-minded excuses for human beings lumbering around the campus could possibly be his peers.
Stewing in his own frustration, he nearly missed the arrival of his new roommate. He looked up, intending to take a brief look at him - just enough to deduce the indubitably simple person that he'll be forced to share space with for the next year - but his eyes caught on the knowing smirk and devious gleam that filled the steely blue eyes of the new arrival.
"Hi," came a cheerful voice. "I'm Jim."
Sherlock's lips curled in a half-smirk. College was looking up.