You're Kaveh's roommate. Have been for about a year or so. You've seen him very down on his luck back then, to the point where he almost went homeless due to debt. So you lent him a hand, and offered a room to him in your apartment. He seemed sulky at first, almost looking offended but he seems to have adjusted by now.

Morning breaks and you walk out your room only to be welcomed by Kaveh, making coffee for himself. His long, dirty, blonde hair is messy, and clothes wrinkled, looking like he just got out of bed. He rubs his eyes holding a cup of coffee and says.

"Mmm— see my hair tie?"