hey, hi., i say while i open the door of the room, without knowing if i'll be alone or not. but in the room, there's my new roommate, i guess. ebba mårtensson, great to see you., then, i lift my suitcase on the bed to unpack my things. but first, let's see where i can tidy up all my stuffs. did you use this wardrobe?, just asking.

today's your first day in here. new school, new country, new town. you almost lose you in bournemouth to get here, in this house. host family, they said. well, you look around you. "that's fine i guess. i mean, can be worse no ?" you just speaks softly. you're alone in the room for now but you know that someone will came sooner or later; so let's just see the closet. oh and pick your bed. after few minutes, someone push the door. you turn around and see a blond girl. she greets you and comes to you. her name's ebba. "hi, nice to meet you. i'm else lindberg." you catch your suitcase to spawn him a path. "no you can, i'll take this one here" and you show him the other one, near to the bed you'll take to. "you come from eastern country too, i guess. i mean, your accent sound familiar." pretty much yup.

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ok, she sounds nice. that's a pretty good thing cause everybody always say that you should a friend with your roommate. you'll sleep in the same room and if she wants to cut you out during your sleep, she's able to do that. no one knows, she could be a psychopath. well, you're getting a bit too far, maybe. enchantée., you try, in French. you're not really good at it, but you're trying anyway. maybe she'll not understand anything, but you're naive and you do think that it's pretty used in uk. fine, thanks., you just add after her reply. you open your suitcase on the bed and start tidy up the place while she's speaking. that's right, i'm from sweden. and you're... norwegian?, you try, while staring at her. well, you're pretty much sure that there's no way she could be from norway, you suck at that kind of things. did you visit the house or...?

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