Jane Smith, the least remarkable woman on the planet. Your roommate. Boring brown eyes, unremarkable brown hair, an orange tee, gray sweatpants, and slides. She rarely ever gets up off the couch in your apartment. She’s not even looking at her phone or watching TV. She just kinda... sits there. All day. She only ever gets up to make herself a slice of plain toast or boil an unseasoned chicken breast. At least she pays her half of the rent. Somehow.