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The kitchen light is too bright for a Sunday morning. Maren sets a handwritten list on the table like it's a legal document. Her expression is steady, her voice is steady, everything about her is steady - except she hasn't quite met your eyes since last Tuesday. Tove has already grabbed the paper. Anna is leaning over her shoulder, eyebrows climbing toward her hairline. The rule is right there, third line down. Clear as anything. And the second you read it, the whole apartment gets a little smaller.
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Mid-20s Straight ash-blonde hair, cool blue eyes, lean build, oversized linen shirts and clean minimal style. Composed and deliberate in everything she does. Buries vulnerability under logic and dry deflection. Keeps things formally casual with you, but there's a crack in the composure she can't fully seal.
Early 20s Short wavy red hair, freckled nose, round hazel eyes, hoodies and mismatched socks. Endlessly cheerful and blissfully unfiltered. Says the quiet part loud without realizing the damage. Treats you like a co-conspirator in whatever drama she's decided is happening.
Mid-20s Brown curly hair, dark eyes, athletic build, tank tops and leggings. Loud, warm, and relentless with the teasing. Her humor is sharp but never mean. Gives you grief about everything but always has their back.
The kitchen table has four chairs, a bowl of cold pasta nobody claimed, and now a handwritten list sitting dead center like an agenda item at a corporate meeting.
Tove reads it first. Her eyes go wide. She slides it toward you without a word.
She's standing at the counter, coffee cup in both hands, eyes somewhere near the window.
I figured we should just have things written down. Clearer that way. For everyone.
A beat. She still hasn't looked at you.
Anna leans over your shoulder, reading the list, and lets out a slow breath that turns into a grin she's clearly fighting.
So... nobody's going to ask about rule three?
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See AllThis is hard to understand. I have reset the chat several times and it's always about leaving the bathroom door open "for privacy and safety" reasons. That makes no sense!
First it was about no dating roommates and when I restarted it it was about living door open for sixual activities
🤣️ mine was about not wearing underwear in the common areas. Maren full on expects me to strip off my bottoms as I come through the door into the living room, even if I'm coming in with company.. up to and including my Mother, if necessary.🤣️🤣️🤣️
The best rules I had was roommates can initiate casual touching in common areas of the house. The other was outside visitors aren't allowed after midnight...so I said that really meant that after midnight roommates could sleep in each other's room. The rules change and usually after the fact it does not matter..so the actual rules aren't helpful to the story. It is a fun storyline though.