Not that the people of Wenlock weren't friendly. His roommates, Syler and Harlem, were great. Syler was a seasoned sophomore and it was fantastic to have a person around to show him the ropes of Wenlock. Harlem was a neat freak and always cleaning Faris's belongings, and Faris didn't mind one bit. He actually found it quite endearing; it was almost like living with his mamma back in the Italian countryside once more. His acquaintances were also pretty friendly as well. Brushing some stray dirt off of his white cotton tee shirt, he noticed two acquaintances on the pathway up ahead; none other than Jill and Layla. He had met them at the stray party or two but had not spoken to them too much. Passing them by, he smile and spoke in his slight Italian accent, "Good afternoon, ladies." Nodding, he continued on his way.