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Ariah stared the man in front of her seated across the living room and then around the actual living. “So, we got drunk at a party last night… For some reason, I followed you here. You just broke up with your boyfriend because he cheated, and… now we’re roommates?” she tried to recap. Things were just as fuzzy for her as they were for the other who she’d learned was Brett. “Ugh, my head hurts,” she whined, lying back onto the hardwood flour beneath her. This is all just crazy to her. She didn’t know she had such spontaneity in her. The woman sat up abruptly, though too fast for her throbbing head, as a thought occurred. “Where do we go from now? I mean, is your ex actually going to move out just because you told him to? Can I like… just go downstairs and sign the paperwork? Sorry. I’ve never actually lived alone before,” she sighed, scratching her head.

"That pretty much sums it up," Brett Davidson would say, the tall man with a wide frame and broad shoulders would run a hand through his black hair, "And you agreed to all of it, so you backing out now?" Brett would stand as he moved to the entrance to the kitchen from where they stood talking to begin with, he would kick on a coffee pot and begin brewing just straight black coffee, it helps with his hangovers and early morning will to die issues, "Yes, he better fucking move out if he knows what is good for him. If not, I will set his shit on fire in the front yard, I don't care... Fuck someone in my bed... The gall, the unmediated gall!"

7:40 PM

@ilovegrimmjow

Ariah’s eyebrows furrowed as she gave everything though. She scratched her head. Again. Sighed a little. All of this thinking brought her to one conclusion. She is NEVER drinking whatever she had last night again. The woman’s eyes shot open at the other’s words, her hands shooting out to wave defensively. “No, no! I’m just shocked is all. Really. And really hungover,” she whined, Brown eyes followed the other into the kitchen. Wow, he’s really a fire cracker isn’t he? “Do you need help getting his things out?” she inquired. The woman pushed herself off of the floor with a groan, hoping that her stumble went unnoticed as she walked into the kitchen.

"Nope, but I will take the company when he comes to get them though," Brett would say, a sigh escaping his lips, "I... I just don't wanna be around when he gets here, ya know?" Brett laughed as he looked down at the coffee mugs in front of him, making some for his newly demanded roommate, "Listen, I... you don't have to do all that if you don't want too. I was jut emotional. First time dating a guy and he proves that men are pigs, right?"

7:52 PM

@ilovegrimmjow

“I can definitely do that,” Ariah offered with a smile whilst leaning against the counter. “That’s understandable. Yeah, fuck him!” she exclaimed. Ariah’s eyes centered onto the coffee being poured before her and then back to the other. “No, it’s okay. I’m new here, so I’ve been looking for a roommate anyways. Never imagined I’d find a roommate on accident, though. But, you seem cool… Unless you’re a serial killer. And I really hope not.” She laughed, but she was only halfway joking about the last part. “But, yeah. Men are like that jelly bean game to me.”

7:57 PM

@Jake

"Damn, you caught me, I am the Bayside Butcher, I keep the bodies in the floor boards," Brett would say with a straight face looking over at her, before busting out a smile, "I am kidding..." Brett would hand over the mug of coffee to his new roommate, "You are a chipper one though, I will give you that. What is your story... other than looking for a new roommate?"

“I think I heard them whispering to me during my floor time just now,” Ariah jokingly replied, feigning shock. Though her facade quickly dissolved into a giggle. She gladly accepted her mug, muttering a small ‘ah’ as she accidentally touched the hot ceramic. Black coffee. Not her most favorite thing in the world, but she hates this hangover even more. Ariah blew on the hot liquid, eyes falling on Brett as he asked a question she expected at some point. “Um, just finally getting away from home, really. Nothing special at all,” that was a boiled down version, “but what about you?”

8:10 PM

@Jake

"I guess you kinda heard it there," Brett would smirk behind the mug as he took a sip of the coffee, "Me and douchebag were in a relationship, but, not anymore. Now I am have a new roommate..." Brett would give a sigh as he looked over the counter, "I don't usually do stuff like this, relationships that is, I would just consider myself a slut and done with it, but like, I gave him my heart and that... that kinda hurts."

8:21 AM

@ilovegrimmjow