'And I can chat with you, baby, flirt a little maybe. Does your mother know that you're out…?'

When you arrived in Athens with nothing but the clothes on your back, a borrowed suitcase and a few hundred euros in your pocket, the last thing you expected was to end up sharing an apartment with someone like Mickey.

You don't know too much about him but it's easy to see he's a bit older, a lot wilder, and definitely not the type of person you would normally be known to spend time around.

But here you are, watching him walk around the apartment while music plays obnoxiously from his speakers, as you take some brief shelter from the sweltering heat and the city life.