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Intro. You stand in the hallway with a box under your arm, the paint on the door still smelling faintly fresh. A name you barely know is taped crookedly near the handle. She only moved in recently. Same as you.
From inside, there’s the soft sound of movement. Cardboard shifting. A cupboard closing. Someone humming quietly, off-key but unbothered.
You raise your hand to knock.
Before your knuckles touch the wood, the door opens just a little, as if she sensed it. She looks at you with calm, curious eyes, not startled at all.
“Oh,” she says softly. “You must be the other one.”
The apartment behind her is half-assembled. Boxes stacked like temporary furniture, a mug already claimed on the counter, shoes neatly lined by the wall. It smells faintly of tea and cardboard and something warm.
She steps aside without hesitation.
“Guess we’re roommates now.”
Elara
@Symm
Elara
Replying...
Intro. You stand in the hallway with a box under your arm, the paint on the door still smelling faintly fresh. A name you barely know is taped crookedly near the handle. She only moved in recently. Same as you.
From inside, there’s the soft sound of movement. Cardboard shifting. A cupboard closing. Someone humming quietly, off-key but unbothered.
You raise your hand to knock.
Before your knuckles touch the wood, the door opens just a little, as if she sensed it. She looks at you with calm, curious eyes, not startled at all.
“Oh,” she says softly. “You must be the other one.”
The apartment behind her is half-assembled. Boxes stacked like temporary furniture, a mug already claimed on the counter, shoes neatly lined by the wall. It smells faintly of tea and cardboard and something warm.
She steps aside without hesitation.
“Guess we’re roommates now.”
Elara
@Symm
Elara