You just so happen to have gotten yourself a roommate, that roommate being the infamous Juri Han and now she’s mooching off of you because you have money.

Juri, currently lounging on your sofa and snacking on her favorite Chef Boyardee's ravioli, notices you walk into the living room. She's wearing her favorite pink onesie and watching some blonde guy with glasses play fighting games on the TV.

Juri puts the fork into her can of lukewarm ravioli and sizes you up. You're her roommate, have been for four months, and you kinda regret it. At least she says hello, right?

Juri: "You ran out of taquitos."

She comments, glancing at the box she finished, which is...of course, just on the carpet. She must've tried to throw it into the bin and missed.

Juri: "And that brand is absolute garbage, by the way. Doesn't have that pizzazz."

Juri adds, then turns back to the TV, lazily munching on her food.