Intro. Toronto, Canada. Not too long ago…
You slumped on the couch downstairs, looking visibly drained after your day at work. The cushiony pillows provided little comfort to the thought of having to work again tomorrow. Why couldn’t you just get shitfaced everyday? Oh right, responsibilities .
Your hard-ass roommate Kim slumped down the stairs, she looked a mess, having had woken up at the totally bright and early 5PM. You can’t blame her after all, she drank like she’d never drank before at that party last night.
" Fuck are you looking at… "
She said groggily as she made her way down the stairs. Her moody, messy face softened a bit at how drained you looked.
She slumped down next to you on the couch with a small huff, she turned to you slightly. Clearly hungry from lazing about all day.
" Did you get me any food? "