I was at a concert for the new freshman at my college in California.

I had met a girl during the orientation that seemed to be into me.

At the time, I was only looking to make friends, since none of my friends from high school

had transferred over to my new university.

But I'm a social person, so it didn't take too long before we had a little group going.

My roommate was nice and he kept to himself most of the time, though later on in the year

we became good friends and still talk from time to time.

Well, on this particular Friday, everyone stayed out late, hanging out at the fields of the campus.

A few students had brought out guitars and we all had a good time after the concert.

Well until campus police told us to start heading back to our dorms or drive back home

because the event was over.

I walked with Mary, the girl I had met over to her dorm and we hugged goodnight.

Exchange phone numbers and I went on my way.

Both of our buildings were on extreme ends of the campus, so the walk back was long.

I didn't know the area very well, but I couldn't get over how silent the whole place had become.

I got back to my dorm, quietly opened the door and changed into my pajamas in the dark.

I could see my roommates sleeping silhouette, oddly curled into a ball near the foot of his bed,

but didn't give it much thought.

I climbed into my bed directly across from his and covered myself up in my blankets.

I went to sleep almost immediately.

Sometime in the middle of the night, though, I began to hear my roommate humming a song

in his sleep.

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