"I know what you mean," said Richard. Sometimes, it was just easier to go with the flow, and sometimes it was just easier to plan everything out like it was surgery or something.

Scanning over at his new roommate's side, Richard stared at all of the posters and random knickknacks, and he wondered how one collected so many things. The only items like that he had was a rolled up poster of the human anatomy and an old stethoscope that his mother had given him when he was younger.

"So you play the guitar, huh? Which one do you prefer out of those two?"