After checking in and getting his key, Jameson trudged to his room, ready to get things set up. He had managed to cram everything he would need into two bags, and needed to go ahead and get his room ready. He finally reached it, and unlocked the door to step inside. It was just like his room from the previous year, which meant he already knew where everything was going to go. As the door shut behind him, he got to work, putting up posters, unpacking clothes, placing various odd and ends on the desk and nightstand. About an hour later he was finished and lying back on his bed with his stereo pumping out some music.