It was a very cold and rainy day and I was waiting for the guy which phoned me yesterday to apply for the advertisement he read on the Newspaper. I was looking for a roommate and I agreed to meet him at 7pm in front of the house. He sounded nice and now I was waiting for him to finally arrive. He was already 15 Minutes late and I started to freeze a bit. When it started to rain I wanted to go inside and wait there but at that moment someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned around and looked into a dark pair of eyes and a smiling face. "Hey. Are you Mrs Clark?" he asked and I nodded.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Mr. Bulsara. We've phoned yesterday because of the advertisement for the search of a roommate." he answered and shook my hand. "Right. Let's go inside because it's very cold and the rain is just getting stronger." I answered and he followed me inside.When I opened the door he followed me like a exited dog and looked at everything very clearly.
"Wonderful" he said and took a seat at the big leather couch.
After asking him if he wanted to drink something and he answered with the question if I would have vodka the conversation was getting easier but then I realized that he wasn't joking and actually wanted a vodkas shot. I went down in the cellar to get one vodka bottle which I actually kept for Partys and wondered if he was drinking often. When I came inside the flat again he stood in front of the chamin and looked at the floor.
"What are you looking for looking at?" I asked and he flinched. He seemed to be very deep in his thoughts. "I was just wondering if cats are allowed here..." he answered still looking at the floor. "My cat could have it's cat basked here and it sure would love it and always have a warm place" he said while looking like a little boy which had a very good idea and was sure that everyone would understand it. "So you're a cat person?" I asked. He nodded wildly and went to the kitchen table to open the vodka bottle.
"Where are the drinking glasses ?" he asked and looked at me with a big smile on his face.
"There in the red cupboard next to the fridge." I answered and watched him taking out a glass. "You want one too?" he asked but I don't wanted one and he closed the cupboard door again. "So now you've went down in the cellar to get me a bottle of vodka and didn't ask me if I'm sure that I don't want to drink something else you can call me Freddie if you want to." he said and drank his shot. After that he closed the bottle and cleaned up the glass with water and soap in the sink and gave me a hopeful look that I would allow him to keep cats in here." Nice to meet you Freddie. My name is Lilly and If you want to I can show you the flat now. If I'm willing that you're moving in, cats can move in with you too of course. I really like cats you know?'' I answered and started to show him the rest of the flat.
After a few more "wonderful" and "Oh that looks awesome. You've got a good taste of art and I really like how your flat looks" comments we finally reached the two rooms which he could have for himself if I would pick him as roommate.
They were both empty because when I moved in I already had the idea of looking for a roommate. (My parents had both moved out and bought a big house outside London when my brother and I had started university but they still had kept the flat and now I lived in it. My brother had married very quickly and had bought a house outside London with his wife.)
"Wow... There very big." Freddie said and looked at each room very clearly. "And you're sure that your bedroom isn't too small. Because if I would actually move in, we could still change romms if you want to." he said and looked at me seriously.
"No. I'm fine with my rooms. I don't need such a big room. Most of the time I'm sitting at the couch or at the kitchen table anyways..." I answered and gave him a warm smile which seemed to make him feel better.
"Alright... Then we should now talk about if you want me to move in and the price and everything." he said and went back to the living room. We both took a seat at the couch and discussed everything. First of all we talked about the price and of course about his cats and everything while I already knew that I wanted him to be my roommate.
" So now let's get to the serious point..." he started and looked at me a bit scared. "Do you think I could be a good roommate and would fit in here or would you rather like to have someone else in here?" he asked carefully. With a serious look on my face I started talking. "I'm very sorry to tell you that..." Freddie looked like a sad boy and let his head sink in his hands slowly. "I'm very sorry to tell you that no one else will move in. Because I've picked you to be my roommate when you arrived here already. Really. All the others were so... I don't know. I didn't like them at all..." I said and laughed. Freddies face lighted up quickly and he hugged me.
" Oh... I really thought you wouldn't take me at first...oh dear... now I'm very happy."he said and grinned wildly.
We talked about many things and he told me that he would be the lead singer of a band and would study graphic and design. Also his real name was Farrokh and his favorite colour was yellow. After a few more hours of talking we decided to have dinner together and went to a little pub near my or now our flat.
It was now raining very heavily and just a few people were on the streets left.
In the Pub we were greeted by the nice and warm atmosphere and sat down at a small wooden table.
After we've finished our menu and talked a lot more we've agreed that Freddie could already move in tomorrow if he wanted.
It was Saturday and we both wouldn't have university so I agreed to help him with his furniture and the stuff he took with him. A few friends wanted to help him too and so we decided to meet at his very little flat which he described to me more as a big room with a bathroom in it at 8am the next day.
He walked me home and gave me a goodbyhug and then I was alone again. I went into my flat with a big smile on my face because I was very happy to call Freddie my new roommate.
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