Not that you mind girls, but... She's not your type

You shake her hand and welcome her inside. She takes your hand meekly, but you could tell there was a strong grip behind the act. You wait at the door for a beat, but it seems they're letting her handle introductions on her own.

Closing the door, you look back in. She's standing in what will one day be your living room. You motion to the chair: "Please, have a seat. It's your house after all." She sits on the plain chair, looking at you aprehensively. Feeling a bit nervous under her unmoving gaze, you hastily introduce yourself. She looks to the side and mutters.

"...name's Ash. Pleased to meet you... Or somethin' like that"

And that's how you met your new roomate.