Well...

Driving her home, you get as much info as you can about the difficulties of having a girl roommate and any ground rules you should set. "...and that's all I can think of right now," Terri says, unlocking the door to her apartment. "Now I can't promise you that it'll be the same like at the shop, but I'll do my - Charlie? What are you doing here? I thought you were staying over at Jeff's or whatever."

"The friggin' bastard dumped me!" is the loud sloshed reply. Stumbling around the living room, waving a bottle of wine around, is a tallish, very attractive ginger-haired woman with freckles. Spinning around drunkenly, she screams out "What, what's with men? You open your legs for one night and the next morning they're like 'we need to see other people.' Well you know what? Fuck you too! You ain't ever getting a piece of this ever again! Never! Hey! Hey! Is this the guy? Is this the guy you play with yourself to every night?"

"Charlie! Shut up!" Terri squeals, both of your faces turning red. Hurrying inside, she tries to push Charlie away. "Just, just, just go to your room already! I'll come in and talk with you later. Just shut up and go!"

Charlie spins away and Terri falls on her face. Stomping in your direction, she sways in front of you and you have to wave your hand in front of your face, the alcohol coming off her breath alone, makes your eyes water. "Now you listen to me, you piece of shit," she slurs, pointing in your general direction. "Ter-Terri's one of the good ones, and she deserves to be happy. Now, you, you're gonna treat her right and wif respekt, and not have sex with her until, until..." she holds several fingers up at you, spilling the wine all over the floor. "you've gone out THIS many times. And even then! Maybe not. You get me?!"

"Get away from there, you drunken idiot!" Terri grunts, pulling Charlie away. She takes a couple steps and drinks heartily from the empty bottle. Terri holds her face in her hands and groans. "I'm really sorry about this. You didn't need to see or hear any of that. I'll make it up to you. Come by tomorrow about eight-ish. I'll make dinner and Charlie'll be in her room, either dead or wishing that the hangover did kill her. I haven't decided yet."

"You gon' kill me, Terri?" Charlie snaps, holding her arms out wide. "Let's go right now, Terri! Me and you, come on! Me and you, let's..." She freezes suddenly, and falls backwards with a loud thud. You and Terri wince, but relax when you hear her start snoring. A loud banging comes up from the floor and Terri yells out an apology to her neighbor before smiling at you awkwardly."So...tomorrow at eight?"