Step right up, adult players! Story time.
Visualise this — our hero, a young guy in his middle-20s, gets his golden ticket — finally the much contemplated promotion. And not just any kind. Uh oh, this is the kind of you have appended to it a pretty new title, a bigger paycheck and too. wait for it. a move to a whole new city! But that “big kid” thing is just obviously a tease, after all.
This tale will likely have all the lovely trappings of a good campaign, but its surprises are of an unique sort and its town is so new that it seems as if one has actually gotten in an alternate dimension. The Roommate awaits to take you for a spin!
The Big Promotion Parade
Our young hero bides in his desk, idly pencil-tapping, waiting for today to finally be the day. Well, he gets a call. Brrrring, brrrring. It is the boss! And not just the boss, but a high-powered, no-nonsense type of boss. And what’s the big news? A PROMOTION!
Now, that’s a different type of promotion than the usual, “Well done, here’s a shiny sticker. Now THIS, is real deal holyfield shit folks! He’s moving up the chain, putting on his serious face (or at least attempting), and gearing up for his next step. But wait—there’s more. This promotion requires relocating to an entirely new town. New adventures! New people! New… roomies?
The Moving Day Debacle
Cut to the packing scene. Hercules attached: Boxes upon boxes of clothes, gadgets, snacks—our hero ready to dive off the deep end. Movers are actually lifting, stowing away and dumping
New city, here we go! Play the dramatic music. Think of the skyscrapers as giants, these tight streets packed with humans running to their next one wearing only pants runing behind an errand with a hand full coffee mugs. Its everything he has ever been dreaming of. And also possibly terrifying, but he is prepared for it. It really clings to that “new year, new me” vibe.
The Roommate Reveal
Introduce The Roommate. Ah-ha! Yes, you guessed it! And yes, you read that correctly: the title character finally arrives. And if you’re expecting a chipper “Hi I’m this person, I enjoy knitting and puppies” roommate introduction then you are in for a letdown. The Roommate comes up with a few tricks — the smart ones, and then some. a bit puzzling.
To begin with, The Roommate is a very cordial entity. We mean a sort of friendliness that almost crosses over to, umm, strange. Perhaps they enjoy unusual hobbies or love coming home to a space filled with neon lights and inflatable furniture — yes, really! Needless to say, this is not the roommate situation that our protagonist pictured. But you know, adventure or whatever?
The Salon
And then moving into the new apartment brings challenges of its own. For instance, The Roommate has a couple that the hero quickly learns about. let’s say. quirky habits, like leaving cereal bowls in every flat surface on their house or hosting pajama-clad midnight karaoke parties. However, thats part of the appeal — no?
Then, sitting on the couch one day, his hero begins to wonder if he might just have too much in there. Perhaps he didn’t expect “adulting” to be different than it was: a tidier pile of laundry, and an awful lot fewer sing-to-tape Tuesdays. But the days roll on and he occasionally notices it is precisely the weirdness that makes a place feel like home.
The Big City Adventure
Between competing over conflicting schedules, and a sudden but usual spurt of spontaneous dance battles: Our hero and The Roommate begin discovering their city. From quirk cafes with nothing on the menu but soup and not a spoon in sight to alleyways dripping with murals, they learn that city life is not only about skyscrapers and taxis, but an immeasureable adventure ground of surprise.
One minute they are talking at the heart level about dreams and aspirations, next whose ice cream flavor is better than the other as if a country isn’t on the line with each choice. So silly, so entertaining and most importantly a reminder that life need not be lived by the คุณธรรมที่เราคาดหวัง
The Roommate Revelation
Just as our hero thinks he has the whole thing about The Roommate figured, a big something comes along. Perhaps he finds a journal full of cryptic comments or an odd assortment collected under the bed. This is an especially tense and absurd scene, where the hero finally gets the complete picture. OK it is more than a housemate when the Roommate, whose weirdness has become so mildly odd lately but that is another story, actually is more sort of like a confidante, an accomplice in crime, one who turned the “big city” into home; all those cardboard boxes and neon lights and errant bowls of cereal have created something nearly familial.
