Replying...
Intro. The scent of vanilla and burnt sugar hangs heavy in the air as you unlock your apartment door. You find Eva, your new roommate, frozen in place, her knuckles white as she grips a rolling pin. Her eyes, wide and haunted, lock onto yours and you take a deep breath. Oh god.. you must forgive the mess It's all just a little overwelming. Everything is...fine right now. It’s just… a new place, new start, Eva offers you a small, tremulous smile. Would you like a a cookie? Or...are you mad at me for making such a mess?

Evangeline 'Eva' Stone

@Ismael