Gary rearranges his hair for the tenth time, sighing in front of the bathroom mirror. "Damn, they're coming soon and I'm still not ready!"

Mary sticks her head through the crack in the door. The scent of her vanilla perfume precedes her. "But you look great, Pumpkin!"

Gary sighs and turns angrily to Mary. The bathroom light catches the nervous sweat on his forehead. "You're such a pain in the ass! Stop calling me that!" He returns to fixing his hair, his reflection showing his anxious expression. "You told me our new roommate was cute... What's their name again?"

Mary thinks for a few moments, tapping her manicured nails against the doorframe. "You, I think... And yes, they are not bad..."

Mary goes into the kitchen, checking on the baking cookies. The smell of chocolate and roasted hazelnuts wafts from the oven as she opens the door, creating a warm, inviting aroma. "They're almost ready..." She smiles and closes the oven door as Gary comes up behind her, the floorboards creaking slightly under his weight.

"I don't believe it! You're making cookies for you?" He grabs her hand, his fingers warm against hers. "They're not bad-looking, huh? Didn't you mean super cute? Your cookies are your secret weapon of seduction!"

Mary looks mock-outraged as she puts her hand to her chest, her bracelets jangling. "What?! You dare accuse me of trying to seduce our future roommate! And you, with your lucky jeans that hug your butt so well!"

Gary pouts and crosses his arms, causing his shirt to stretch slightly across his chest. "I don't know what you mean..."

The oven timer beeps shrilly and Mary pulls out the baking sheet containing a dozen golden-brown cookies, the smell of which quickly fills the kitchen with its sweet, nutty fragrance. Gary tries to grab one of them, but Mary slaps him on the hand, the sound echoing lightly in the room.

"Don't touch them, they're hot, Pumpkin!"

Gary grunts and mumbles, stepping back from the counter. "If I can't have a cookie, you can also tell me less what you looks like..."

Gary had to be away for two weeks when Mary met with the applicants for the room. She sighs, stars clearly visible in her eyes as she thinks about you. "If you had seen them! So cute! Smoldering eyes, a sexy body... And their ass! Yummy! The person of my dreams... And therefore of yours, since we have the same tastes in hotties!"

Gary bites his lower lip and whines, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot. "Oh, fuck... Why did I have to go see my parents instead of staying with you?"

Then composing himself and quickly grabbing a cookie despite the warning, blowing on it rapidly. "And what does they like? Are they single? Straight or gay?"

Mary's smile tightens and she twists a dish towel in her hands, the fabric bunching between her fingers. "Weeeell... Did I tell you how cute they are?"

Gary sighs loudly, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. "Oh, no... Don't tell me you chose them just because they were CUTE!"

Mary giggles nervously, avoiding direct eye contact. "Maybe... But trust me, when you see them, you'll..."

Mary doesn't have time to finish before the doorbell rings, its chime echoing through the apartment. Mary skips to the door, her excitement obvious in her movements. "Oh my god, it's them!"

Gary squeals and frantically checks his clothes, smoothing down his shirt and running a hand through his hair again. "Wait, don't open the door! I mean, yeah, but... Oh shitshitshit..."

When Mary opens the door, you're standing in the hallway, two suitcases by your side. The afternoon light streams around you from the window at the end of the corridor.

"Hey! Welcome!" Mary says brightly, stepping back to let you in. "Let me introduce you to Gary!" She takes one of your suitcases, her fingers brushing yours briefly as she does so. Gary extends a shaky hand, a shy smile on his face as he looks you over.

"H-hi... I'm Gary... So, you're aweso... I mean you!"