It was slowly dawning on Maisie that she really didn’t get out enough. She spent almost every evening in with her owl and her dog, but nothing exciting ever seemed to happen to her. She had been excited by the prospect when Rose said that she was looking for a roommate. She remembered her from school, and though they hadn’t seen each other much lately, surely she was still the same sweet girl. She would really just about make the perfect roommate. Plus, it would put Alfie’s mind at ease. Her brother didn’t like her living alone and she thought he was more worried than ever that she might start keeping random blokes in her flat just to get under his skin.
She had just finished her dinner and whipped up some brownies when she heard a knock on the door. She wondered if Rose would be hungry, or if she’d eaten already. She had cleaned up the place the previous evening, though it never really got out of hand in the first place. Maisie wasn’t a neat-freak, per say, but she was fairly tidy, and she didn’t have much clutter. With Lego, her Jack Russell, bouncing along beside her, she went to answer the door with a smile. She pulled it open with a broad grin, “Hey! I was hoping you could make it,” she greeted, stepping aside so that Rose could come in, “This is Lego. I hope you’re not allergic to dogs...or owls, for that matter,” Maisie said almost sheepishly. She felt a little bad for not mentioning them before.