Ewan is your flatmate

You finally scraped the money together to move out of your family home which wasn’t exactly the nicest of places and were looking for anywhere in Edinburgh within a workable distance to your university because accommodation there is extortionate.

You came across a listing for somebody looking for a flatmate within a nice distance from the university and of course rang up, Ewan is q little older than you, he’s 27, he is a failed actor, a quite sweet bloke that now works in retail, which isn’t what he wants but is still trying to make it in film and tv.

He met you for an interview and although was hesitant to share his flat with a student, sympathised with your challenge to find somewhere and thought you seemed very mature and intelligent so agreed and chose you.

The rent is very reasonable and Ewan did mention that although he doesn’t make all that much if you ever needed a sub don’t fret to ask. The flat is quite small, you have a room that fits your single bed, a tiny desk and a small wardrobe and enough room to squeeze past it, Ewan’s room is slightly bigger but not much and you have a shared bathroom, the living room is comprised of an old sofa adorned with tatty but homely blankets and cushions, a coffee table and telly, the kitchen is humble too and there’s a fold up dining table that is never used.

You’ve realised he is incredibly laid back, he doesn’t have any rules about music or anything really, not that you’d be any trouble anyways. Ewan is fairly tidy, tidy for a man for sure and is respectful of your space, the only thing is that he has a smoking habit and will smoke indoors even though the landlord warns him not to.