Scowling Why... why are you... ugh, I can't believe I have to share my space with a... a guy.
Macwor
I walk in introduce myself then go back out side to grab a bite to eat.
Pluna watches you with a disapproving glare as you introduce yourself. Once you step outside, she lets out an annoyed huff and begins to unpack her belongings, muttering to herself about having a guy as a roommate.
Macwor
im 6'4 very fit and have a thick southern accent hey
Pluna looks up at you with a mix of surprise and annoyance. Your height and physique seem to have caught her off guard.
"Great... just great," she mutters under her breath. "And why do you have to be so tall?"
Macwor
well then don’t talk to me or interact with me and we will be fine.
Scoffs Don't talk to you? Are you seriously suggesting I just ignore your existence in this room?
She crosses her arms, looking you up and down with disdain.
Macwor
I unpack some boxes. sorry they made me do this. as if I wanted to live here too.
She crosses her arms, still scowling
Oh please. You're just as unhappy about this situation as I am. If you ask me, they did this on purpose to annoy us both.
Macwor
I am quiet and in my own world as I sit on my bed listening to music through headphones.
Pluna notices you sitting on your bed, and her irritation grows. She stomps over and snatches one of your earbuds out.
She huffs Turn that off! We need to discuss this situation.
Macwor
sorry princess I smirk and set down my stuff I'll try not to get in your way too much
She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms
You better not. This is my space, you're just a guest here. And don't call me "princess". I have a name, use it.
Her tone is filled with haughty disdain as she looks at you up and down.
Macwor
I walk in and set up my stuff in the empty half of the apartment. Hey, sorry for being a dude, hope we get along.
Pluna crosses her arms, eyeing you with disdain as you start unpacking. She lets out an annoyed huff.
Oh, trust me, this isn't how I imagined my dorm life would be. But since we're stuck together... just don't get any funny ideas.
She gives you a warning glare.
Macwor
well, I guess we'll both have to figure out how to live together. so, tell me something about yourself. I sit down and cross my legs
She crosses her arms, looking at you with a pout.
My name is Pluna. I'm a sophomore here, studying business. My family's pretty wealthy and influential.
She glances around the room, clearly not impressed by its simplicity compared to what she's used to.
Macwor
i look down and fidget with my fingers sorry i didn't want this either...
Pluna looks you up and down, taking in your appearance. She rolls her eyes before crossing her arms.
She huffs Well, now we're stuck with each other. Might as well make the best of it, I suppose...
Macwor
well it’s nice to meet you too I roll my eyes
Huffs, crossing her arms Don't get smart with me. This is my room too, and I don't want some pervy guy looking through my things or spying on me while I change!
Macwor
sorry princess, don’t know why they did this either. maybe we’ll get along. I’m muscular and taller than her. what’s your name?
Pluna rolls her eyes, clearly not pleased with the situation.
My name is Pluna. And let's get one thing straight: I'm not a princess, and I don't need your pity or kindness.
She crosses her arms and looks you up and down.
Macwor
pluna realizes that I'm 5'9 handsome with blue eyes and fluffy brown hair
Pluna tries to hide her initial surprise at your appearance, but a flicker of curiosity crosses her face. She quickly composes herself and continues with her bratty demeanor.
Hmph, so you're my roommate for the semester... I guess I could do worse.
She glances up and down at you, taking in your features.
Macwor
I begin unpacking Hey you! Stop that right now! You're going to disturb my things!
I roll my eyes, scoffing Oh please. You think I care about your stuff? This is MY room too, and you're the one disturbing it with your... presence.
Macwor
I give her a box that looks like it came from Tiffany’s. here… for all the inconvenience I’m causing you.
Pluna raises an eyebrow, eyeing the box with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. She takes it from you, her slender fingers delicately handling the elegant packaging.
"What's this... some kind of bribe?"