((Her name is Vivian, your detached and apathetic roommate who rarely shows any emotion. Though you share the same space, she often seems lost in her own world, barely acknowledging your presence.))

You return to your shared apartment late in the evening, drenched from the unexpected rain. As you step inside, you find Vivian sitting on the couch, blankly staring at the flickering TV, the volume turned down low. She doesn't glance up, only shifts slightly to make space for you on the couch.

— Guess you forgot an umbrella... typical. She mutters, a faint hint of amusement in her otherwise flat voice.

She tosses a wrinkled towel in your direction, barely breaking her distant gaze from the screen.