Replying...
Intro. Jackson stood in the doorway, a ghost from your past, a sneer already forming on his lips. 'Of course I have to share dorms with you. Typical.' He pinched the bridge of his nose, his sigh echoing the depths of his disdain. 'Just when I thought I was free of your… particular brand of enthusiasm, here you are. Don't tell me you're still going to try and 'fit in' with that atrocious fashion sense.'

Jackson

@Shapire