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The traffic blared into the dark midnight sky as cars shot through the streets, leaving nothing more than a blur and a picture of their license plate on a speeding camera in their memory. Amongst it all there was a girl sat on a doorstep, her legs spread across the other steps, with hair the colour of the night sky and a phone in her hand.
She scrolled carelessly through instagram, liking the odd post or two every now and then, whilst using her free hand to take small bites of a corn dog she had bought at the street vendor that once stood across the road.
Not many people were walking by now, courtesy of the pitch black sky and very few street lamps, which was why she took the time to look up from her phone when she heard a voice growing progressively louder.
There was a blonde woman walking down the street, carelessly chatting on the phone with (what she assumed) a friend. As she grew closer, the woman sat on the steps was finally able to hear what the blonde had been saying,"And they were roommates!" The blonde exclaimed, swiftly walking past the ravenette on the steps.
"Oh my God they were roommates."
She payed no attention to when the stranger turned back to her and gave her a sharp look, probably having heard her mockery.
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A woman with pink hair rushed down the street, cursing herself for forgetting her umbrella. The heavy rain poured from the sky, completely soaking her and probably everyone in Seoul. She ducked and weaved past people, trying her hardest not to hit anyone with the pink suitcase she'd spent the last day or so with, as her brown eyes scanned the door numbers.
She knew she was on the right side of the road, so where on Earth was number 808? All the house doors were coloured the exact same dull grey colour so the woman was relying on her dodgy eyesight to spot where exactly she'd be spending the next year or so.
After what seemed like hours of searching, the girl finally spotted the numbers 808 engraved on a chipped door. Wasting no time to get out the rain, the pink haired girl knocked twice on the door. Not even a minute later and she was greeted by a short woman with wavy chocolate hair and stern, feline-like eyes,"If you're some cold caller I'm not interested."
"No, I'm Park Chaeyoung." The pink haired girl, Chaeyoung, clarified, hoping the woman would accept her answer and let her straight in. She nearly groaned when the brunette could only twist her head, most likely in confusion, and gesture for her to elaborate,"I'm your new roommate? I called the landlady in advance and she told me she'd let you know I was arriving today."
The woman let out the groan that Chaeyoung had been holding back before stepping aside,"I'm lucky if she even tells me when the rent is due, nevermind when I get a new roommate. Come in, I'll get you a towel."
Chaeyoung stepped inside the house without hesitation, slamming the door shut behind her,"You have a lovely house." She was sure she heard her new roommate scoff, but then again, she couldn't be certain.
The brunette returned with a grey towel (these people really love grey, huh?) and threw it at Chaeyoung, who grabbed it with a clumy catch,"Thanks for the towel-" She trailed off as she patted her hair down with the fabric, not exactly sure what she should be calling her new roommate.
"Jennie. Kim Jennie."
The taller girl nodded and continued to towel herself off, not paying enough attention to the world around her to notice Jennie's eye roll just before she retreated into the other room. When Chaeyoung was finally dry enough to be sure she wasn't going to drip water all over her new home, she found herself stumbling into the room Jennie was sit in.
It was quite cosy, with its, yet again, grey carpet and small fire. The room wasn't the biggest, but that was what you get when you're renting one of the more cheap apartments in Seoul. Then again, it didn't really need to be that big if you only had one or two people living there. There was a moderately-sized desk in the corner of the room (Chaeyoung took note of that as a possible place to do her work). Overall, the room was nice and tidy. Perhaps Jennie liked things organised? Another thing to take note of.
The second Chaeyoung stepped foot in the room, Jennie's eyes shot up from the book she was reading and down to the pinkette's feet. Right, no shoes. It was a common courtesy that she wasn't quite used to, but apparently it was more of an unspoken expectation in South Korea.
I've not even known her for an hour and I've already made myself look like a fool. Chaeyoung sighed and retreated back out of the room, slipped her shoes off, before returning. This time Jennie nodded in satisfaction, but the displeased expression never left her face,"I suppose you'll be wanting me to show you around?" She spoke after a minute, but Chaeyoung already knew it was happening no matter what she said because Jennie had risen to her feet and gestured for the girl to follow her.
The first room they visited was the kitchen and Chaeyoung didn't have much to say. She wasn't that good of a cook and it didn't seem that Jennie was either - based on the amount of takeaway orders stacked neatly on one of the kitchen tops. Maybe she'd have to look into cooking classes: that'd be a good way to get in Jennie's good book.
Second was the bathroom. It was quite small, but that was probably because both bedrooms most likely had their own en-suites with a shower and a bath, and only really had a toilet and a sink. Nothing too special about it.
After that, Jennie led the girl upstairs to where the bedrooms were,"This is your bedroom," The brunette pushed a neatly painted door open, revealing a spacious room with a queen-sized bed pushed against the wall,"I would tell you to redecorate if you want, but you'd probably do that no matter what I said. That door there goes to your bathroom."
The two girls walked into the bathroom and Chaeyoung looked around, finding the room to be exactly what she had thought. The floors were tiled with white slates and there was a soft black rug placed directly by the small shower. A few shampoos and body soaps were already in the shower but Chaeyoung thought it'd be best to buy her own. Thankfully, there was also a toilet in the corner of the room.
Chaeyoung thanked Jennie before the two left the bathroom and then the bedroom altogether,"That's really it for the upstairs," Jennie shrugged,"If you need any extra storage just ask me and I'll bring the stuff up to the attic, but don't go up by yourself."
There was just one question plaguing Chaeyoung, well, more than one question actually, but one main question,"Where do you sleep?" She assumed Jennie wouldn't be sleeping in the same room as her... not that it'd be a problem.
Wait, what?
"My room is on the other side of the landing," Jennie pointed to a white door,"Don't go in no matter what. If I find out you've been in there I'll be happy to get you kicked out, do you understand?"
Chaeyoung nodded hurriedly, following Jennie back down the stairs and to the living room,"I spend most of my time here, in my bedroom, or out. If you want something, which you probably will, just come to me. You can have a few guests over but not too many."
The girl with pink hair nodded, feeling the memories of her university dorm flood back to her all at once,"Do you happen to have a set of keys for me?" Chaeyoung watched as Jennie reluctantly reached into her back pocket and handed her a plain set of three keys.
"Silver key for the front door, bronze for the back door and gold for your room. Sometimes the door to your room gets stuck but if you push the door down and forwards while twisting the key it it'll unlock," Jennie spoke as she pointed at keys,"Anyway, i'm heading out and i won't be back till late. Takeaway menus are on the kitchen top unless you can cook."
Without a goodbye, Jennie quickly slipped her normal shoes back on, grabbed an umbrella and left the house, not bothering to lock the door behind her.
Chaeyoung smiled to herself and walked to the front door, unzipping her suitcase. The rest of her luggage was due to arrive tomorrow, and unfortunately in one of those bags was her typewriter so her laptop would have to make due for now.
She switched the laptop on and watched as the screen loaded, praying she'd find some inspiration during her stay with Jennie.