Walking the stretch of the large room was a bulk of a man, curly hair bouncing as he sighed. The doorbell ringing, his steps fastened, behind the door was what he dreaded but wanted more than anything. As the door creaked open a slender figure was shown, his cheekbones could cut, his eyebrows light, he smelt of wine and expensive cologne, "Why would this man be in need of a roommate?" Will thought as he greeted the man into his home. The man smoothly floated into the large room and sat lightly down in a chair, pulling out paperwork, "Why does HE have paperwork? He is supposed to be MY roommate."
Will sat glancing at the paperwork laying in a neat pile trying to decode what was occurring, avoiding looking at the stranger sitting in front of him. The stranger spoke with grace and a hint of an accent, "My name is Hannibal, I was the one that called you about renting out the other room, we talked a bit on it; I know this is an odd experience so I brought some of my personal information and a reference so that you know who you are living with."
"Thank you, this is something I am not used to, I just want to make sure you aren't a crazy killer or something," Will in an exhausted sigh explained.
"I assure you not Mr, Graham," smirked Hannibal.
"Then it is settled, we are romies, I'll show you to your room."
As they walked Hannibals eyes darted around searching, exploring; the house was a simple one, bare with little decoration. He was to be living with a bearded simpleton, and for once, he was almost alright with it. His new roommate was nothing interesting, just a man part of a bigger plan.
Will stepped lightly trying to pick up on the sound of Hannibal's footsteps, he walked Hannibal to his new room; Will imagined that this new roommate shouldn't be much of a bother, he seemed like a partially simple man.