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Axton hadn't been actively looking for a new apartment, not really. He'd scanned adds, peeked in occasionally when he passed an open house on his way two or from classes, but nothing serious. He was used to his shared space. His tiny apartment he shared with three other college attending young men. The one that was little better than a dorm, with a communal sort of bathroom, and it's small kitchenette. He'd been used to it, and he'd been complacent enough to simply deal with it.

That is, until he'd seen the add on Craig's list. The one requesting a roommate. The one that was for an apartment much larger than his own, with a full kitchen, and a second full bathroom. The one that sat on the edge of campus, within walking distance to all his classes still. The one tat only had one person living there that he'd have to share space with.

Ax had only debated about the call for about ten minutes before he'd grabbed his phone and dialed.

A time and a date had been set up. Monday at 5:45, after classes. Axton had arrived at 5:40. He double checked that he had the right door, in the right building, then knocked.

The door opened, and Axton smiled at the young man that appeared on the other side of it. "Yes, You're Archer? It's a pleasure to meet you." A hand was extended in greeting, even as Archer stepped aside to let him pass, but he couldn't quite focus, attention on the apartment. It was, after all, why he was there. "Wow, nice place." Big as he'd been hoping, very neat and tidy. It didn't look like the den of nearly half a dozen college boys, and that was sort of the point.

"Thanks for taking the time to meet with me." Maybe it should have been the other way around, given it was Archer looking for a roommate, but being polite certainly couldn't hurt.

Permission given, Axton was more than happy to wander slowly around the living room, stopping to stand in front of the sliding doors the led out to a balcony. It was a great view, not that the man had a huge appreciation for that sort of thing, but it was nice enough that even he could appreciate it.

The layout of the couch, the tv, the coffee tables all worked. The decor was modest, but put together with a discernible eye. There was no left over pizza box on the coffee table. No cups, cans, or bottles littering the assorted surfaces. This was well and truly an apartment, rather than the college bachelor pad he'd been occupying for the last two years. Which was exactly what Axton was looking for.

He gave a soft hum in response as he headed deeper, down the hall and to the right. "So what all is included in the rent, and how would that be split?" He probably could have exchanged more pleasantries, but it didn't seem as though Archer was all that interested in that. All business, apparently, which was fine.

Axton spent a long moment in the room that was being offered up, looking over the place. The walls, the outlets, the closet space. Trying to visualize his own things in the space, and smiling at the thought. It would work, he thought, and the price seemed fair, affordable.

Heading back to the living room, Axton wandered over to lean on the counter across from where Archer was sitting, hands folded. "Everything sounds very reasonable, but I suppose iI should probably ask. What's your schedule like? I mean I don't need details at all, just...I'm a student, so getting a good nights sleep is important."

That all sounded just fine to Axton. They had a very similar class schedule, it seemed, so there shouldn't be much of an issue with coming in or out at odd hours, or being loud. Something the student was finding harder and harder come by with his current rowdy roommates.

The offered coke was taken with a soft 'thanks' and a smile, and he took s long drink after opening it before raising curious brows at the dark haired man.

"Yeah sure." He'd been expecting something like this, it was reasonable. This was Archer's home before it would ever be his, and frankly it soul have seemed odd of the other man didn't have rules or guidelines.

Cleanliness was one of the biggest reasons he was looking for a new apartment, so he didn't have any problems with picking up after himself and making sure things stayed clean. He wasn't in the habit of leaving dishes in the sink or laundry all over. For a twenty something student, she was down right near by comparison.

Since they'd more or less covered the noise issue, again he didn't have any trouble. Axton nodded along and Archer lay out the relative dos and don'ts of the apartment.

As he reached the end the blonde tapped the side of one thumb against the edge of his can before standing a little straighter. "That all sounds just fine to me." He chuckled and took a drink. "I was honestly expecting this whole ordeal to be something of a nightmare, but it hasn't been bad at all." And if this worked out, which it sounded like it would, then the entire process of locating a new residence was going to end up being down right painless.

Axton paused with his can of soda raised to his lips, a subtly puzzled look on his face for the question. Then he lowered it, chuckling as he shook his head. "Oh. No, sorry. I meant the whole process of looking for a place to live. It seems like that doesn't usually go very smoothly. A lot of dead ends and disappointment, you know?" He grinned.

"I wasn't expecting the place I look at to be pretty much everything I was hoping to find." At this he glanced around again, head tipping as he did so for emphasis.

"You're not a nightmare." Now he took a drink, letting the carbonation prickle on his tongue for a few thoughtful seconds. "At least not so far." It was said as a joke though, as if he wasn't excepting that from the other man, even though he knew nothing about him.

"Do you have any questions for me?"

Pale eyes flicked up to meet that appraising look, matching it with curiosity. His fingertips drummed against the side of his can of coke, sliding with the collecting condensation.

This place seemed promising. The apartment itself was in great shape. Spacious, quiet, and best of all, neat. Archer himself seemed, if not warm and open, respectful at the very least, and didn't seem to impose a great many rules, none of which Axton any any problems with. The basic sort of common courtesies he was leaving his old place in pursuit of.

At the question his shoulders came up in a small shrug as the corners of his lips pulled in the flicker of a smile. "No pets, and no noticeable quirks that I'm aware of." And here he paused, that last bit of the question finally sinking in fully. "Ah, kinks?" Head tilting, he looked up at Archer with brows drown in, puzzled. "I mean, that's a bit personal, isn't it?" Very personal, and potentially forward, but Ax still had no idea how to read other men, lacked any and all practice in it, even after his run in with Dustin in the bar.

So he tried to rationalize it, down play it, find the logic in that sort of bold line of questioning for a potential roommate. "Nothing loud, or messy, I guess? Or not louder than usual, I suppose..." His voice trailed off as he watched the other man's features, trying to read his expression.