He passed by a familiar face when he was halfway back to the room. The intent gaze made him turn his gaze to the floor until he ducked into the room, blinking when he saw William leaning against his bed. Angel didn't speak to him around the heavy tome of a book he'd taken from one of Angel's shelves, but instead went to his desk and started writing two emails. He felt generally homesick enough to be totally truthful with how the first full day was beginning, pouring out the frustration he felt with the situation without naming names, simply referring to William as 'my roommate'.

He tried to lighten the tone for Chris but came across as too cheery in his opinion. Deleting the entire thing, he started over and sighed, going with the original layout before sending both. Taking a glance at the clock, he widened his eyes and stood, stepping around to loom over William. "We're going to be late to class if we don't go." He said.