Prologue:
A blaze of smoke was covering the whole street and bits of fire were falling onto the street. Naomi had just come back from a night out with her friends but her smile turned into a frown in an instant. She stood in front of her house, falling onto her knees as the fire consumed her home. Her face was pale and tears were streaming down her face – her mother was gone. Naomi could feel her throat being overflowed with smoke each and every breath she took. She didn't know where to go or what to do so she ran – ran far away from this place and back to a place where she never thought she'd set foot in again.
End of prologue
A drowsy Naomi had finally arrived in Bristol – her hometown. She got out of the train and clutched herself to her warm coat. She had absolutely no place to go which killed the platinum blonde haired woman. Naomi was heading towards an Internet café where she thought she might find a roommate to crash with. Luckily for her, the Internet café was in a walking distance as it was pouring down with rain and she didn't have an umbrella. Naomi was shivering her way through to all of these people, and finally being happy when she entered the warm café. She sat down on a chair, which was quite dusty, but she didn't care. Naomi went on and softly typed the words ' ' and searched for a roommate category. There weren't many that caught her eye until the picture of a fairly blonde bloke with blue eyes interested her. The advertisement said:
Roommate needed.
Gender ain't matter to me as long as you're fun to be 'round.
Call: +44 8598 674820
Name's Cook.
Address: Carthy Avenue, Bristol BS7 2GH
Naomi decided to ring the number as she thought this "Cook" person seemed fun, and fun was something she needed right now.
"Yeah, hi, I saw your advertisement for a roommate on craigslist and I was wondering if it's still free?" Naomi asked Cook.
"Right, yeah it's still free. If ya want you can come 'round today and have a look at it. Me name's Cook and you are?" Cook asked with a thick Northern England accent.
"I'm Naomi Campbell."
Cook laughed out loud which Naomi sighed to in response. "No fucking way! Naomi Campbell?" Cook paused and laughed out some more, "Right well, see ya Naomi. Be there in 10, right?"
"Right." Naomi groaned and closed the phone. She was quite annoyed by his character albeit decided to check out the apartment anyway as she doesn't have any other choice anyway.
Naomi rang Cook's doorbell and was fathomed in the place he was living in. "Not so bad for a wanker" she thought to herself without even partly knowing who Cook was.
Cook opened the door and spread his arms wide open, "Naomi fucking Campbell! Welcome to la casa of the Cookie Monster!" He then proceeded to give her a bear hug.
Naomi, who had just met his loud character and was still fragile herself, let go of his hug. "What are you doing?" She looked at him confused.
"Just greeting my new roommate. Ain't nuffin wrong with that." Cook smiled at Naomi. "Right, so d'ya wanna see the apartment? Come right in." He widened the door wide open for Naomi for her to enter and as first impression goes – the place was a loft. The area was nice, but as the apartment was the complete opposite of it.
Plates and cups were just lying around the couch, bags of crisps were piled up on a coffee table and bits of spaghetti were on the floor. Cook guided her to her room where it was actually not that bad – except for the used condoms lying on the night table.
Cook gave Naomi a very wide smile and elbowed her, "So, what d'ya think?"
Naomi sighed and realised she was getting herself into a mess, "Oh for fuck's sake – I'll live here" she paused "with you…"
Cook jumped and let out a big "woo-hoo" as he was happy he finally had someone to live with. "Man, you had no idea how much I was wishin to have a roommate. Now look who's 'ere! Naomi fucking Campbell!" He shook his head and opts for the dusty fridge to get a pint of beer.
Naomi sighed and decided to sit on the couch, which was covered with plates and cups.
Cook got a pint of beer for himself and coincidentally for Naomi as well, "So – where's all your stuff?" He asked.
"It's a long story." Naomi gazed out into space.