My roommate is not my roommate:
"You must be Ludwig, I'm An'na, pronounced AW-NA not AN-NA." She kicked the refrigerator closed with her foot; bagel, cream cheese and jam stuffed in her arms. Ludwig searched for words while he watched AW-na fix her breakfast on the counter (without a saucer or napkins or anything).
"Who are you?" He finally asked. An'na turned to him and licked the cream cheese from her fingers.
"I'm the owner of this house. Daniel's my brother, I used him to find a decent roommate," she paused and sized him up and down before chucking, "he did a hell of job with you." She took a bite from the bagel, did a little hop and walked upstairs, leaving everything in the counter.
