Unlikely Friends

Moving in

   "Today I'm moving into my new apartment, or rather my new roommate's apartment. I have no words to explain how excited I am to finally move out of my parent's home and live on my 'own'." I think to myself brushing my wavy auburn bangs out of my eyes so that I can see the road properly.
  "You have arrived at your destination." I hear my GPS say in it's usual monotone voice. I then turn into the parking garage of a medium sized apartment complex. Giddy with excitement as soon as I find the parking spot for my apartment number, I park and practically burst open my small black KIA.
  "OhmygodOhmygodOhmygod!" Bursting with enthusiasm to start my new life "A nineteen year old with fresh ideas ready to pursue her dreams!" I yell in my head. I don't have many things as of right now only, clothing, bedding, and a lamp that looks as if it's melting (don't judge me it's really cool okay). All of this including my backpack wasn't that hard to carry on my own, but that's probably only because I have a natural gift for balancing things.
  Without much hassle I arrive at apartment number 237. I put down my boxes and fumble around in my backpack to find the keycard that opens  the door to freedom. Eventually I find it and open the door. Quickly grabbing my things I admired the horrendous pale Kermit coloured walls, I turned to a light blue couch, otherwise known as my stuff's home for the next 20 minutes  while I explore the small apartment. From the door I can immediately see the light blue couch paired with a side table and lamp as well as a relatively average sized TV. Looking a bit past the 'living room' there was a dining table, to the right of that was the kitchen. Fully turning my head right I can see a door, where I would assume the bedroom and bathroom would be. I knocked on the door and was greeted with a light grunt in reply. "Can I come in?" I asked
"Yeah sure, you're my new roommate yeah?" The voice questioned.
"Yes I am." I confirmed, opening the door to my new bedroom. I found a space already partially set up for me, a bed frame complete with mattress, carpet, and closet already in place. On the left of me was a completely yellow themed area with, knives hanging on metal wall hooks.
What came with the knives is of course the knife collector. This collector just happened to be a tall yellow haired female.

   "You're welcome for setting up the basics for you." The orange eyed girl said to me.
  "Oh yes, sorry I forgot about that. Thank you for doing that, it was very kind of you." I replied apologetically.
I decided that it was time to grab my belongings from the couch so I started over to my things, picked them up, and brought them back to my half of the bedroom that is conveniently split perfectly by the bathroom door. I opened my boxes and unpacking and putting my things in place. I personally think it was pretty sick.