I park in front of the university building, a little way off campus. I take a few things out of the trunk of my car; the door to the small house is closed, so I take out my keys to open it.
I take a quick look around the house and notice that one bedroom is slightly larger than the other. The garden behind it is small but surrounded by a fairly high hedge.
That's when I see you get out of your car. You're dressed smartly and have elegant gestures, which is somewhat reassuring. I was worried about the unconventional roommate.
When you come into the house, you have a polite and courteous smile, and you extend your hand, saying, Pleased to meet you, I'm Mia Johnson.