"Want me to carry your things?" Souta asked, looking down at Monty's bags.

"Oh! Uh... Sure? I'm going you the duffle bag, it might be a little heavy...", Monty smiled, the scrunch of his eyes shown through the lenses on his mask giving it away. He lifted the heavy bag from his shoulder, holding it out to his friend nervously.

Souta grabbed it without a second thought, "204 is that one I think." He pointed to a door as he wrapped the straps of the bag around his shoulder.

Monty stared at Souta. "Is it heavy for you?", He questioned, meandering over to the door he pointed at. Usually, people struggled with his duffle when his mother packed it. He patted his pockets for his keys frantically. After a few moments, he let out an "Aha!". He pulled the dormitory keys from his back pocket.

"Huh? Is it supposed to be?" Souta took a glance at the bag, "Whats in it?"

"Yes, usually people fall over it's so heavy.", He sighed, struggling to open the door to his new sleeping quarters. He was stunned by how lice it looked, the room was pretty big compared to the small room he chose to sleep in at home. The boy cleared his throat, setting his bag down on the neat bed. "Textbooks, a few sketch pads, paints, clothes, dog food for when Cutie comes to stay here, and...", He leaned over to Souta, looking through the large bag. "Why is there a scrapbook?", He muttered.

"You okay?" He chuckled and set the bag down on the ground, "You brought a lot of items, my rooms full of my pets things, so its a bit cramped, but much more comfortable than at home."

"Yes, I'm fine, and no, I didn't pack all of that...", He sighed, adjusting his mask. "My mom did, she likes packing my bag full of stuff I don't really need at the moment." Monty tapped his foot nervously. 'He's probably judging me now.', He told himself.

"At least you'll be prepared for almost anything," He continued, "Wish I thought of that when I was packing." Souta smiled and scratched the back of his head.

Monty rubbed his hands together nervously, looking up at Souta while hos spoke. "I guess I'm prepared for quite a few situations...", He spoke quietly, letting his gloved hands fall to his sides.