I lean back on the couch and stretch out my long legs under the coffee table, scowling. I've tried to spend the last day without a roommate honouring my dying freedom, but I've only managed to mope around the apartment all day. There comes a knock at the door and I groan, pushing myself to my feet. I pull the door open and look down at you, one eyebrow arched.
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