Dance Academy discussion

Kari walked into his dorm, loosening his school tie and letting his bag fall as soon as he stepped into the dorm, flopping onto his bed and drifting into sleep quickly.

Kari walked back in, switching on the light, and throwing his shirt off, climbing onto his bed and pulling out a brown leather bound book, Three Musketeers scrawled on the side.

He set the book down on the nautical bedspread, running a hand through his hair as he sat up, looking over. "Oh, hey!" he smiled brightly. He gestured to his bags. "Need help?"

He nodded, running a hand across his large tattoo and walking over, holding his hands out. "What shall I do?" he smiled.