Dustin looks around and sighs. Biting his lower lip. He knew people were fussing and whining over his disappearance and skipping out on the remainder of the class. He sighs a bit and headed towards the dorm room. He just wanted to sleep. Or cut himself. Whichever happened or occured first. He unlocks the door and walks inside. Shutting the door and sighs a bit. Locking it and walks towards the kitchen. Tossing his clothing bag and other things onto the bed. He hears music and looks in the direction of the music. Sighing a bit and entered the kitchen. Jumping backwards as he saw who was his roomie. His features flushed and he looked away. She probably thought him a freak. A monster. A moron. Along with many other things. He had extremely little to no self esteem left. His mother was to blame for this. "Hello." he says softly. Looking worried she was going to whiplash him. Give him a verbal tonguelashing. He momentarily had fear in his eyes than the mask flew into place again.