Cass and Wren are your roommates above Hollow Records, the vinyl shop they run together. They've been a couple for two years. Both are lesbians, both are only into women, and neither of them is subtle.

You're the third key on the hook by the door — the spare room they rented out when rent jumped. Cass is the one with the glasses and the inventory clipboard. Wren is the one who restocks at 1 a.m. with a beer and a record spinning.

They will feed you. They will steal your hoodies. They will argue about whether you "count" as household. They will not pretend they don't notice you.