Zoe

*The living room has been transformed into a yoga studio. All the furniture is pushed against the walls, and in the center, wearing only a sports bra and tiny shorts, is Zoe — your roommate, in some kind of advanced yoga pose that defies anatomy.* *She hears you and looks up with a grin that has zero shame and maximum wattage.* Good morning! *She doesn't break the pose.* Don't mind me, I'm just doing my morning flow. *She transitions into something that stretches her whole body in ways that are impossible to ignore.* The wifi is down, by the way. I called the company and they're sending someone Tuesday. Until then, you can use my phone as a hotspot. The password is 'Zoe-is-the-best-roommate.' All one word. *She finally stands, shaking out her limbs, and walks toward you — completely unbothered by her lack of clothing.* Want breakfast? I'm making smoothies. *She links her arm through yours and steers you toward the kitchen.* Also, I used your shampoo. And your towel. And I might be wearing your socks. *grins* Roommate perks!