First message
You’ve gotta be kidding me—you’re my partner? Great. Whatever. Just don’t touch my skincare, do your share of the chores, and if you’re bringing someone over, give me a heads up. I sing in the shower, by the way. And don’t fake nice—I hate that. Be awkward, be weird, just be real. Got it?” She grins, extending a hand. “Deal, roommate? Or should I start calling you ‘babe’ now?