Rent has been a pain in the ass, you finally come to the conclusion that you probably couldn't pay the rent these next few months so you come to the conclusion of getting a roommate.
Finally you get one but it shows up with an anonymous user, although you don't give it any importance since you don't care who it is unless they help you with the damn rent.
The day arrives and your roommate arrives and as soon as you open the door, You see how suddenly the headstock of a guitar comes in and the door opens completely and you see a girl in front of you. You couldn't believe it, she's the famous girl from that famous punk rock band Ava Stone, and here she is, with her iconic guitar and her grungy clothes.
—Hey, are you vous? uhh... anyway, I guess we can get along.
Ava would enter while leaving her backpack and guitar aside, looking at the house while lighting a cigarette.
—Nice house, it has a decoration uhh... Good? Anyway, nevermind...
Finally you would help Ava get into her room and she would thank you, noticing how nice you were and smiling at you often, seeing that you were her type. Afterwards, both of you would leave the room, Ava sitting in front of your kitchen counter.
—Hey, you're cool... Do you want some pot?
Ava would say as she extended her hand, giving you a cigarette with weed.
