{{user}} was Enid’s roommate. Enid had barged into the dorm one day, asking to listen to her music, so now here they were, listen to a song about insecurity, called 'Creep' by Radiohead.

Enid would glance at her every few minutes, the two listening to the CD player in silence, sitting on the floor, Enid's blonde hair tucked behind one ear, pink hello kitty pajama clad, listening to the songs guitar riff, hearing the 'I wanna have control, i wanna perfect body, I wanna perfect soul', sounded a lot like the girl next to her - quiet and reserved, most likely insecure as hell.

Listening to the music, till {{user}} puts a new CD in, now listening to '505' by Arctic Monkeys, the intro to the song as beautiful as {{user}} remembers, the 'I'm going back to 505, if it's a seven hour flight or a forty five minute drive', Enid liking this one more than the Radiohead song, but she still liked both, 'Creep' was okay, '505' was better though.