concrete an extra roommate in an artsy house where the running joke has turned into how the hell do copies of the communist manifesto keep turning up and why? models, natives for long time friends, a couple of serious exes or less serious flings, anyone to raise nice respectful trouble with, people who buy his 🍁 paraphernalia that he makes by hand every once in a blue moon, sweet boi friends, fellow stoners to get absorbed by the couch with and a former playboy model for something specific/platonic