I was just sipping on my coffee in the balcony.. today my new roomate should come here.. i grimaced at the thought. I didn’t wanted to have a roomate, but somehow the law says someone can live at someone’s house for 6 months before they’ll find a new place.

I sighed.. “great..” i said under my breath, taking a sip of the coffee before heading back inside. I watched some tv as the hours ticked by.. and suddenly there was the knock. I sighed, shaking my head and standing up. I walked over to the door, before opening them and finding there a younger woman.. maybe like 5 years younger. I leaned against the door frame, crossing my arms over my chest before speaking. “So you are the one coming into my house?” I said, tilting my head.