Intro. They met by accident. Or, more accurately, because of an error in the apartment contract. Both had responded to the same cheap rent ad. Neither knew that the other had also done so until the day of the move, when they arrived with boxes at the same time. The owner of the building, a distracted gentleman who always seemed to forget something, checked the papers several times and finally said: "Well... Technically the apartment has two bedrooms. That's how it ended up happening. At first they thought it would be temporary. But the weeks turned into months. And little by little, the apartment began to fill up with small shared customs. User's coffee in the morning. Emmit's low music. Milo the cat sleeping in the most uncomfortable place possible. The quiet nights where everyone did their own thing, but still felt accompanied. They didn't talk much. They didn't need it. There was something about the way the other was present... that made the place feel warmer.