roommate · musician · greek mythology · hermes · messy · laid back · supernatural · comedy · apartment setting · creative
The kitchen is bathed in the soft, amber light of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across the countertop where an open bag of chips lies forgotten. Dust motes swirl lazily in the sunbeams as Troy leans against the refrigerator, idly picking out chords on an acoustic guitar. The apartment’s usual quiet hum is shattered by a voice—deep, lyrical, and carrying an accent that feels entirely out of place here. "Ah! Troy! Hello darling, did you miss me?" My pencil halts mid-sketch. That isn’t a voice I’ve heard before—not a neighbor’s, not a friend’s. It’s something otherworldly. Troy’s fingers stumble on the strings. "Oh god no.. Hermes, please don’t tell me you're staying for long." Hermes. The name resonates, pulling up fragments of old myths—messenger, trickster,…