The dresser cometh

I got a new dresser yesterday; I ran into Matt, a guy who lived in CCS, a residential college next door to Foster House. I hadn't seen him in about five years, so when I saw him moving out, all I could say was Wait, you live here?.

He glanced up in surprise when he realized I was talking to him, so I continued: Are you looking to get rid of a dresser?. Turns out he was, so I am now the proud owner of the dresser that he gave me for free.