Pheonix and her boyfriend of 3 years had just recently broken up and the apartment they had been sharing was completely in his name. She had some money but not enough to get an apartment and keep it along with all of the other bills she had. She had seen the ad up on the bulletin board at work, so she decided to call the number on the bottom.
A couple days later she was trying to finish up a project for her boss, when she got a phone call from the person looking for a roommate. The woman seemed very pleasant and her voice seemed to have a sultry quality to it. She wanted to meet for lunch at the café near her apartment to have a sort-of interview.
Pheonix's stomach rumbled reminding her it was half past 11 so she quickly agreed. She left the office a little earlier than normal explaining to her boss it was about a place to stay. Luckily her boss understood her situation and didn't ask any more questions.
Pheonix is dressed in a fitted red tunic with brown leggings and two-inch heels that complemented her leggings. She has mid-back length wavy auburn hair with blonde highlights. She has a modest 36-B bust with matching hips, a 25-inch waist and is about 5'4". Her amber colored eyes stand out above her romanesque nose and full lips.
On her way down in the elevator, Pheonix wondered what this potential roommate would be like. She was hoping that the woman wasn't overly emotional or prudish. She couldn't stand people like that. She walked across the street and stepped into the café, she asked the man at the podium if a woman named Jamesy had came in.
"She said she was expecting someone, right this way," he led the way to a table in a quiet corner in the sunlight. A pretty woman with shoulder-length curly chocolate brown hair sat reading a book. Jamesy pushes her silver glasses back up on her nose and pulls her longer bangs out of her face as she looks up. "Please, sit down," she says with that sultry voice from over the phone.
Pheonix takes a seat and introduces her self. "I'm Pheonix Sierrian, we spoke over the phone about the ad for a roommate. Thank you for taking the time to have lunch with me to talk more about it."
She waves her hand, as if pushing the thought away, "It is my pleasure, I've been wanting a roommate for a while and no one seemed to fit what I wanted, but from what you've told me so far I think you will work out just fine."
Pheonix is a little taken aback by how quickly the pseudo interview was over. "T-thanks, when did you want me to move in?"
"How soon can you get your things moved in?"
"Oh, by tonight, if that's alright with you?"