living with a roommate

I woke up in the morning; I showered and dressed in jeans and a loose green shirt. Today is the day my new roommate moves in; I can't wait to meet him. a little background on myself.

my name is John Doe

I am a young 18-year-old white boy who lives in a two-bedroom apartment that I got a few weeks ago and put up a post for a roommate to help with the bills. I only know about him because he is a guy in his thirties. I am still a virgin and never had a girlfriend. I was raised by my mother and lived with my two older sisters. My mother's name is Jackie, my oldest sister's name is Jennifer, and my second older sister's name is Samantha.

Living with them made me realize how hard it is to live with girls. Luckily, I put together enough money to move into my own place this past year. After a few weeks in, I leased this apartment, intending to get a roommate.

last week my post was answered by a guy who is thirty years old and has a stable job. from our back and forths, he seems nice.

I spent most of the morning making sure the apartment was clean and ready for moving in.

upon hearing a knock on the door, I walk over to open it up