Draven came back to the room to find Cain laying in his bed with his headphones in. Draven followed his example, listening to his favorite playlist. He ruffled his raven-black hair as he lay down, then he took his shirt off, revealing a chiseled olive-colored torso. He threw it past Cain to the hamper, didn't make it in and shrugged. He lay down with his hands under his head and closed his eyes, letting the music consume him. The bell rang for the first class. Draven tapped Cain, "new guy, class time" he went to his closet and brought out a button-down shirt. He put a t-shirt on and then the button-down. Cain hadn't moved, so Draven took the blanket from under him. It landed Cain on the floor. "Come on" he said as he waited at the door for Cain. Then he walked to his closet and put deodorant on. He made his bed to pass time while waiting for Cain. "I don't have time for this" he grumbled and went out the door. "Why does he take so long to get dressed, he's like a friggin' girl or something." He got to class before anyone else.