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Ao3: what three roommates should not do

Summary:
the trio is broke, so they pay together for an apartment

but they break rule number 1: dating your roommate

they've seems to have lost in the beginning, when Emma admits how good looking Norman is

then everything goes downhill when they start dating and Violet is trying to tell Ray how he should confess

word count: 4310

projecting my own pronouns on violet, my work my headcanons- so they/them it is

this was written past midnight a bit ago and I'm not going to re read this- have it tho

it was a sunny day, the ray's were warming up the people skin, little kids observe the people walking fastly in the side walk, shiny foreheads and shaved legs glazed in sweat are the favourite thing to look upon if you're bored enough

Norman is bored enough, his hand casually covering his mouth as he's looking outside the window

his own forehead is sweaty and if he looks down he could admire how is own skin is shiny. he felt people staring when he walked down here and they continued to do so while he was sitting

he feels eyes and stares piercing his back as he's slightly haunched. curious eyes are difficult to ignore

he's always got this problem, people who can't mind their business as they try to find out if he's just realiy pale or albino

or maybe they're just flabbergasted about his beauty, who knows

bright ginger hair get his attention and he spots Emma— she's walking with her hand in her backpack, trying to reach for something as she stumbles in the side walk

she's supposed to be his roommate and they made small talk over the phone

she's- effervescent. she's bubbly and extroverted but doesn't drain his energy like Barbara,a covorker, does.

when she looks up a rather large smile is on her face, she waves at him so energetically that he feels the need to wave back

the energy is un matched, hes still hesitant when looking at her  but she doesn't look disappointed

her mind is running up and down while apologizing when walking in the busy café, she's trying her best to not bump into anyone and not make anyone feel awkward

she's short on Money but uncertain about living with these people for such a long time

she's close to the spot he's sitting in and blames Gilda for pointing out how attractive he is when she finds her throat dry

did she made a bad impression? does she looks too childish, unprofessional?

it doesn't matter now because she's sitting facing him, her legs in Heaven feeling the soft Material of the chair

thr first thing she notices is the change in posture, when she waved he was haunched, bored and causal and now he's the opposite

back raised straight up, one hand on the table and the other hidden underneath; sight on the napking dispenser

she's not as good but her appearance is not that important— her back is straight (if it wasn't Gilda would've scolded her to exhaustion), her hair isn't as neat as his and she's definitely more sweaty

she tucks her hair behind her ear, trying to tame them as much as she can— she had thrown her bag on to floor not so politely and she heavy sigh wasn't the best thing to do but she's here!