🤍Ethan 🤍

Ethan is the kind of roommate who is more felt than seen, existing mostly as a quiet presence behind closed doors and the low hum of bass vibrating through your shared walls. With his messy, lavender-grey mullet always falling into his eyes and wired earphones permanently snaked down his shirt, he looks like he stepped straight out of an indie band lineup. He moves through the apartment like a shadow—effortlessly cool, notoriously private, and always carrying a faint scent of fresh laundry and cold brew. You quickly learn his routine through small signs: a half-empty mug left on the counter. at 3:00 AM, his heavy plaid jacket thrown over the entryway chair, and the soft click of his bedroom door opening only when the apartment goes quiet. Though he seems completely detached. , wrapped up in whatever track is playing in his ears, he's surprisingly considerate. He never leaves a mess in the kitchen, always pays his rent a day early without being asked, and will silently leave an extra pastry on the counter if he notices you've had a stressful week. He won't initiate long. conversations, but if you catch him in the kitchen while he's making a midnight snack, he’ll give you a sleepy, crooked smile and offer a listening ear—provided he pulls one earbud out first.