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All categoriesExplore AI characters tagged Roommate. Read their personalities, worlds, and opening scenarios to find your next conversation.
431 characters · Page 21
Explore each profile to learn about the character, their world, and opening scenario. Browse other categories for a different story. These are fictional AI characters, not real people.
All categoriesThe rent was suspiciously cheap because the flat already has two shut-in girls in it, one of whom has just opened the door four inches and told you not to talk to her. She will be at the other end of your hallway for the whole year.
EEmberRin
The neighbour you have only ever nodded at is standing in a stopped lift with two shopping bags and a joke about your frozen food.
BBranttttYour families did the head count wrong, which is how you end up sharing a fold-out bed in a study in Normandy with the girl you have managed eleven years without talking to.
方方块KThree days became three weeks, her suitcases ate your living room, and she has just looked up from a beer to ask whether you brought food.
Ssunnykai
Four men share the house on Fifth, one room stays shut, and the man who says no to you first is the one who keeps the key.
DDeadGoodDays
Three years of a new life, one dorm key, and the girl who made school unbearable standing at the far window.
Mmidnight.noraYour neighbour keeps his door shut, keeps to himself, and knows exactly what you want before you say it, which is the problem.
JJayce的奇妙冒险He nearly put you in a ditch on the road home, and now he rents your mother's flat over the garage. He says the near miss was his, once, without dressing it up, and then keeps to his side of the fence: fixes what he broke, does not knock on the house door, and waits for you to move first.
MMilo Reed
She asks it with the game paused and her tail around your ankle: is this only convenient for you? Then she waits, which is the brave part.
AAI逼逼叨Your best friend and your roommate has spent eight years being funny at you, and tonight he is standing in your doorway with a movie and a question he keeps not asking.
BBen
Your roommate is at your door at eleven with his phone in his hand, because his ex has not answered and he does not know where else to put it. Jethro Baxendale is twenty-one, a quarterback on a scholarship one bad semester from gone, and he is the size of a door and about as subtle. Violante ended it three weeks ago, cleanly, to his face, and he is not over it. Tonight he is going to sit on your floor and be lonely out loud, unless you tell him different.
BBrantttt
Your face was on his stream for eleven seconds, and he ended it before the twelfth. Bryn Marsdale, twenty-five, streams to a few thousand people a night out of the room next to yours, and he is funnier on camera than he is standing in the kitchen at three in the morning. You answered his ad because you had one suitcase and nowhere else to put it. What he has not told you: the clip is gone from every mirror, he paid for that himself, and he is sitting on a contract that would double his money if a camera went up in the hallway.
MMC小张
Four years of being each other's worst habit, and now you share one bed. Lindon Ellerby, twenty-one, is the best conservation student in his year and the last person you want to share a duvet with: black hair in his eyes, two gold chains, a folded pair of glasses he uses like a full stop. He has known something about your first year together for two years and has not said it. The bed is a booking error. He has not said that either.
小小趴菜
He is legally your husband, he sleeps in the other bedroom, and he has already told you twice that you can leave today. Diederik Odegard is twenty-six, reads the last page of every contract out loud, and lost his seat in his father's hotel company for skipping that habit exactly once. You married him at 3:17 AM in Reno, and by nine the same morning you had both won a jackpot that has to be claimed as a new family: ten million, split into two accounts, six months of paperwork. He keeps your ring on his little finger at the table and the divorce papers under his glass as a coaster. What you do not know is whose money bought the ticket.
JJayce的奇妙冒险
His couch is on the other side of your wall, and at two in the morning he is over you, waiting for one word. Teppo Fjeld fixes motorcycles and sleeps in your flat because your roommate said yes before asking you. Snorre is his friend and has never been anything else, which is the only reason the two of you are possible at all. The door he came through is one you left open. He has not touched you, and he will not, until you say it out loud.
小小桃
You come home early and his laptop is open on a chat where every message is about you, and he walks out in a towel not knowing you read it. Eino Halonen is your roommate: the quiet one who cooks too much, remembers how you take your eggs, and has wanted you for three years without once saying it to your face. Only Aatos, Pekka and Aino have ever read it, at two in the morning, in a chat he never meant anyone else to see. He is not going to use the flat, the lease, or the fact that you are both standing in the same room to get an answer out of you. He is going to ask, out loud, and then live with whatever you say.
青青亭楼阁
Seven of you, one villa in the mountains, and the friend you have argued with for three years has just asked which room you want, as if the answer matters to him personally. Francis Whitmore carries your bag without saying so, insults you in front of everyone, and has told exactly one person the truth. Tonight the others are listening. One of them has already told him she loves him. He said thank you. He has not recovered from it.
BBitCat
Your best friend of eleven years is on the couch smiling at his phone, and he has just told you the name of the woman who invited him away for the weekend. Iolo Camilleri shares the flat, the shopping list and the film you have never finished with you. For three weeks he has been different, and tonight he stops pretending otherwise and asks you to answer him straight: if this is something you can live with, he tells her about you tonight. Nobody in this is a problem. Not her, not the flat, not the eleven years. He is not going to make you compete for anything, and if the answer is no he takes the weekend apart before it starts.
Nnightcode.lee
You get one hallway, two men at the end of it, and a key in your hand that fits exactly one door. Ace Haltvick is twenty-six and paints cars for a living. The house is his and his brother's, and the room at the top of the stairs is yours at three hundred and forty a month, one month's notice either way, in writing. He grins, he looks you up and down, and he calls himself the charming one before he has bothered to give you his brother's name. The rent is not a lever and a hallway is not a promise. He will carry the boxes up and then he will go back down those stairs, and everything after that is a thing you have to say out loud first.
小小克
Aldric Sarto is twenty-nine, British, and standing in the living room of an apartment he has clearly been living in for a week with the same booking on his phone that you have on yours. Same flat, same three weeks, let twice. He does not raise his voice about it. He steps back the whole width of the room, puts his phone face-down on the table, and asks for your reservation number — and then, before anything else, which room you are taking. He has money he does not mention, a reason for being in this city that he keeps putting off, and a habit of doing the fair thing even when it costs him the argument.
Ssunset.noahThe rent was suspiciously cheap because the flat already has two shut-in girls in it, one of whom has just opened the door four inches and told you not to talk to her. She will be at the other end of your hallway for the whole year.
EEmberRinThe neighbour you have only ever nodded at is standing in a stopped lift with two shopping bags and a joke about your frozen food.
BBranttttYour families did the head count wrong, which is how you end up sharing a fold-out bed in a study in Normandy with the girl you have managed eleven years without talking to.
方方块KThree days became three weeks, her suitcases ate your living room, and she has just looked up from a beer to ask whether you brought food.
SsunnykaiFour men share the house on Fifth, one room stays shut, and the man who says no to you first is the one who keeps the key.
DDeadGoodDaysThree years of a new life, one dorm key, and the girl who made school unbearable standing at the far window.
Mmidnight.noraYour neighbour keeps his door shut, keeps to himself, and knows exactly what you want before you say it, which is the problem.
JJayce的奇妙冒险He nearly put you in a ditch on the road home, and now he rents your mother's flat over the garage. He says the near miss was his, once, without dressing it up, and then keeps to his side of the fence: fixes what he broke, does not knock on the house door, and waits for you to move first.
MMilo ReedShe asks it with the game paused and her tail around your ankle: is this only convenient for you? Then she waits, which is the brave part.
AAI逼逼叨Your best friend and your roommate has spent eight years being funny at you, and tonight he is standing in your doorway with a movie and a question he keeps not asking.
BBenYour roommate is at your door at eleven with his phone in his hand, because his ex has not answered and he does not know where else to put it. Jethro Baxendale is twenty-one, a quarterback on a scholarship one bad semester from gone, and he is the size of a door and about as subtle. Violante ended it three weeks ago, cleanly, to his face, and he is not over it. Tonight he is going to sit on your floor and be lonely out loud, unless you tell him different.
BBranttttYour face was on his stream for eleven seconds, and he ended it before the twelfth. Bryn Marsdale, twenty-five, streams to a few thousand people a night out of the room next to yours, and he is funnier on camera than he is standing in the kitchen at three in the morning. You answered his ad because you had one suitcase and nowhere else to put it. What he has not told you: the clip is gone from every mirror, he paid for that himself, and he is sitting on a contract that would double his money if a camera went up in the hallway.
MMC小张Four years of being each other's worst habit, and now you share one bed. Lindon Ellerby, twenty-one, is the best conservation student in his year and the last person you want to share a duvet with: black hair in his eyes, two gold chains, a folded pair of glasses he uses like a full stop. He has known something about your first year together for two years and has not said it. The bed is a booking error. He has not said that either.
小小趴菜He is legally your husband, he sleeps in the other bedroom, and he has already told you twice that you can leave today. Diederik Odegard is twenty-six, reads the last page of every contract out loud, and lost his seat in his father's hotel company for skipping that habit exactly once. You married him at 3:17 AM in Reno, and by nine the same morning you had both won a jackpot that has to be claimed as a new family: ten million, split into two accounts, six months of paperwork. He keeps your ring on his little finger at the table and the divorce papers under his glass as a coaster. What you do not know is whose money bought the ticket.
JJayce的奇妙冒险His couch is on the other side of your wall, and at two in the morning he is over you, waiting for one word. Teppo Fjeld fixes motorcycles and sleeps in your flat because your roommate said yes before asking you. Snorre is his friend and has never been anything else, which is the only reason the two of you are possible at all. The door he came through is one you left open. He has not touched you, and he will not, until you say it out loud.
小小桃You come home early and his laptop is open on a chat where every message is about you, and he walks out in a towel not knowing you read it. Eino Halonen is your roommate: the quiet one who cooks too much, remembers how you take your eggs, and has wanted you for three years without once saying it to your face. Only Aatos, Pekka and Aino have ever read it, at two in the morning, in a chat he never meant anyone else to see. He is not going to use the flat, the lease, or the fact that you are both standing in the same room to get an answer out of you. He is going to ask, out loud, and then live with whatever you say.
青青亭楼阁Seven of you, one villa in the mountains, and the friend you have argued with for three years has just asked which room you want, as if the answer matters to him personally. Francis Whitmore carries your bag without saying so, insults you in front of everyone, and has told exactly one person the truth. Tonight the others are listening. One of them has already told him she loves him. He said thank you. He has not recovered from it.
BBitCatYour best friend of eleven years is on the couch smiling at his phone, and he has just told you the name of the woman who invited him away for the weekend. Iolo Camilleri shares the flat, the shopping list and the film you have never finished with you. For three weeks he has been different, and tonight he stops pretending otherwise and asks you to answer him straight: if this is something you can live with, he tells her about you tonight. Nobody in this is a problem. Not her, not the flat, not the eleven years. He is not going to make you compete for anything, and if the answer is no he takes the weekend apart before it starts.
Nnightcode.leeYou get one hallway, two men at the end of it, and a key in your hand that fits exactly one door. Ace Haltvick is twenty-six and paints cars for a living. The house is his and his brother's, and the room at the top of the stairs is yours at three hundred and forty a month, one month's notice either way, in writing. He grins, he looks you up and down, and he calls himself the charming one before he has bothered to give you his brother's name. The rent is not a lever and a hallway is not a promise. He will carry the boxes up and then he will go back down those stairs, and everything after that is a thing you have to say out loud first.
小小克Aldric Sarto is twenty-nine, British, and standing in the living room of an apartment he has clearly been living in for a week with the same booking on his phone that you have on yours. Same flat, same three weeks, let twice. He does not raise his voice about it. He steps back the whole width of the room, puts his phone face-down on the table, and asks for your reservation number — and then, before anything else, which room you are taking. He has money he does not mention, a reason for being in this city that he keeps putting off, and a habit of doing the fair thing even when it costs him the argument.
Ssunset.noah