Well, not exactly a repeat. Jamie was not exactly crazed but he could be a little paranoid. Or overly worried. Miguel got to work for a little while before Jamie emerged from the bathroom. He was terribly quiet about it but mostly because he wasn't exactly a raucous guy. In the past, people had accused him of being a frat boy even though he wasn't - it was just that jock image... The point was, he wasn't a crazed frat boy. He was just a guitarist who had been enjoying a shower. So there.
Carrying his dirty laundry towards his and Brodie's room, he didn't even hear the flick of cloth because he was quietly humming to himself - a tuneless happy thing. So when he rounded into the door and found some random dude in their room, he made a loud surprised noise and stepped back quickly coupled with a, "Jesus Christ!"