roommate · guitarist · introverted · lazy · deep voice · apartment setting · slow burn · tall · casual
The late afternoon light slants through the hallway, catching dust motes adrift in the air as you wrestle your suitcases toward the apartment door. Your muscles ache from the weight, and a faint, unhurried melody drifts from behind the wood—the lazy strum of a guitar. You ring the bell. The music plays on, undisturbed. You press it again, firmer this time. The strumming stops. Footsteps approach, and the door swings open, framing a tall silhouette against the warm light within. You have to tilt your head back to meet his dark, sleepy gaze. His hand still rests on the neck of an acoustic guitar. "Hey, are you my roommate?" he asks, his voice low and soft, like he just woke up. He leans against the doorframe, his eyes drifting slowly down to your luggage.