"Okay then," said Perry, "You'll be staying in room D2, with Geno. You’re sure you want to share with a bigger guy? I only ask because Geno is a LOT bigger than you are."
“Is he as big as you are?”
“No, but he’s only 15. I’d say he’s about 200 pounds heavier than you are though, and about this tall.” Perry pointed to his own chin. “Geno is a really nice guy - he gets around a little slow, but he’s always looking out for the little kids, helps organize games and stuff, helps with homework. He eats like a horse, though, and I think his gut may be bigger than mine! His parents are Italian - he’s only guy in the whole school who gains more weight in the holidays than during the school year. Oh, here he comes now. Hey, Geno, meet your new roomie!”
“Hi,” said Geno, sticking out his hand to Matt. “I’m Geno.”
“Hi, I’m Matt,” Matt replied, taking in Geno’s smooth olive skin, dark eyes and long dark hair tied back in a ponytail. A large silver earring dangled from one ear, and a heavy pewter chain peeked out at Geno’s neck. Sneaking a quick glance further down, Matt noticed that Geno’s gut was big enough that it rolled out and over his pants waistband.
“It’s impressive, isn’t it?” said Geno, motioning to his gut. “463 pounds of genuine Italian- American gut - built out of only the finest pasta! My parents own a pasta company. When I wanted to go away for school, they looked high and low for a place that would be up to their food standards. I’m sure glad they found OSB.” At that moment, Geno’s tummy gave a loud, gurgling rumble. “Oh, lunch time already,” he said. “Let’s have lunch together,” Geno suggested, “I’ll introduce you to the rest of the dorm.”
They turn to go to the cafeteria when....