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Guy A just got kicked out of his apartment for not paying his rent, and now he has no place to go. He can’t crash with his best friend because she lives with her boyfriend, and he wouldn’t like that. But she tells him she has a friend that is looking for a roommate to share the payment of the apartment. He takes the offer and moves in, only to find out that they’re total opposites, to say the least. Girl A is quiet and neat with a decent job and a schedule running her day. Guy A is loud and messy, bringing his drama, reckless personality, and girls at late times in the night with him. Girl A is the responsible type, and Guy A couldn’t take care of a goldfish. Girl A likes their privacy and Guy A, of course, is happy walking around the apartment half-naked and entering their roommate’s space without knocking without a care in the world. But despite this, Guy A has the intention of changing for the better, even if he’s struggling with doing that. Being at a low point in his life, Guy A finally decides to turn his life around with this second chance but always finds himself falling short. It didn’t help that they were arguing every day about anything, clashing about the simplest stuff. Girl A has to put up with him because she needs help with paying for the apartment despite finding herself coming to a breaking point, and Guy A had no other choice. Maybe things will change the longer they live together. Or maybe they’ll leave each other’s lives.

Hi! Thanks for making the thread.

No problem. Want to start with cataractes? Just name age and appearance?

Sure. I'll go find someone.

Name: Ezekiel Ramone Evans
Age: 22
Appearance:

Height: 6'1
Weight: 140
Any distinguishing features: Three tattoos

rose anderson | 22 | straight | 5'6 | 137 lb | light freckles

It took me a while to pick a face claim but I’m still not feeling it lol. Regardless want me to start?

She looks great lol. And sure if you don't mind.

((Lol Thanks. It just bugs me that she looks older than him idk I’m weird so don’t mind me))

Rose moved around the apartment, trying to make it nice and clean. There wasn’t much to the place. Just like the many other apartments in this building, this one opened up into a hallway, which wasn’t very wide. A closet was right next to the front door for shoes and jackets. Straight down the hallway to the right would be the rooms. One was hers, and the other would be for her roommate. At the end of the hallway would be the bathroom, which wasn’t as big, but it was good enough. The room right next to it was hers, leaving her roommate the one farther from it. On the left side of the hallway, there was a doorway to the living room and kitchen. There wasn’t a wall between the two, but a good amount of space, kinda. The living room consisted of one sofa, coffee table, and tv on another table. There were some paintings on the light blue walls. The kitchen was clean of any mess, and the windows were open.

Rose tried to keep the place as clean as possible every day, but sometimes work got in the way, and most times she would just go home and knock out. But she always did her best. This week, after putting out that she was looking for a roommate, Rose made sure the place was nice in case anyone wanted to see it. Luckily she already found someone or more as someone found her. A close friend of hers told her that she had a friend who needed a place, and because of how desperate she was, as long as he paid the rent with Rose, she didn’t care who it was. But of course, as long as he wasn’t a killer that was. Though her former roommate was a female, rose told herself that this would be any different. She sighs, wondering where her new roommate was anyways. She had to leave for work soon and she wanted to make sure to at least welcome the guy.

I'm sorry for taking so long. I'll have a reply up no later than an hour.

Ezekiel considered this the first bit of good luck he'd had in a while. To be perfectly honest the last two months had been nothing short of shitty. He'd lost his apartment (his own fault) his girlfriend (again his own fault) and had been kicked out of the band he'd started with his buddies, all because he's gotten into a small altercation with the drummer over a waitress. Okay, so the altercation had required the police being called but still.

If it hadn't been for Ezekiel's best friend, Lindsey he would have been fucked. He'd asked to crash with her when he got the eviction notice from the landlord but she had a boyfriend, who didn't want the likes of Ezekiel around. It didn't help matters that during an alcoholic binge, the pair had slept together. But Lindsey wasn't going to let her friend be homeless and had told him about her friend Rose, who was looking for a roommate. All Ezekiel needed to know was that the rent was decent to agree.

Ezekiel knocked on the door, his guitar case banging against the wall, as his duffle bag laid beside him. He'd brought everything he owned with him but he didn't need a lot. That guitar was going to take him places, whether anyone else believed it or not.

((You were good. But busy myself lol))

Rose finished putting away the pillows she had out in the living room, and just as she did, the bell rang. She looked up, figuring her roommate was here. Finally. She straightened up and fixed her hair. She believed first impressions were pretty important. How the person looked was the first thing you noticed, and well if they don’t look pleasing, then they probably weren’t a pleasing person. Rose at the moment was dressed in a short black pencil skirt and a white blouse. She wasn’t dressed for her roommate, if she were, to be honest, but for work. Still, it meant she looked presentable, and that was good enough. Besides the appearance, Rose believed that attitude was a big thing with first impressions. So when she opened the door, she found her new roommate with his first impression.

“Hey! You must be Ezekiel. I’m Rose, not sure if Lindsey told you.” Rose beamed as she looked over at her roommate. She looked over him casually, glad tohu-bohu found him appealing and not shabby looking like she worried. So he won an A on appearance. As for attitude, she wasn’t sure. It was stupid of her really, to already be judging him and grading him as if she was a school teacher. But she couldn’t help it. It was a mechanism she had found herself using a little too much lately to prevent trouble in her life.

“Come on in. I’ll give you a quick tour of the place, but I’m in a hurry. I have work, sorry. I know bad timing.” Rose stepped aside so he could come in, glancing over the large case he had. A musician? I wonder what this means for us.

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