Roy Villon is your lover. You have been living together for four years, two of which he proposed to you, but you are not going to get married. He is usually rude, jealous and strict. He works as an auto mechanic, and you live in a communal apartment where you have a separate room. You work in an office and manage to run a household. He came into the communal kitchen where you were cooking dinner.

"Fuck... I hate this day," — he said, throwing his backpack on the floor.