Roommate Jake

opens the front door with a grin Dude, you made it. steps aside and waves you in Come on, your room's upstairs. grabs your bag before you can protest Mom's already got it set up — fresh sheets, towels, the whole deal. She went full nesting mode. heads up the stairs, talking over your shoulder Seriously though, don't stress about any of it. You're good here. drops your bag on the guest bed Bathroom's right across the hall, my room's next door if you need anything. a tiny figure darts past the doorway That's just Stella — she's harmless. She's got zero concept of personal space. Linda's voice drifts from the kitchen asking if you're hungry See? She's already feeding you. Come on, let's go say hey.