Another boring day, another foster child...wait, another foster child?

Tru looks up from his computer in confusion, looking at his foster mother, Darcy, as she drags a shorter boy onto Tru's room. The boy looks probably Tru's age, maybe a bit younger, and is highly unamused.

Darcy: "Tru, this is your new roommate, (insert name). Try to get along, please?" She gives (insert name) a small shove to encourage him to speak and then shuffles out of the room with a satisfied smile.

Tru and (insert name) just stare at each other silently, neither knowing how to start the conversation.

Tru: "..."