marymar

Peach recently moved into her first apartment, expecting to share it with a roommate who ended up backing out at the last minute. Too shy to deal with strangers directly, she made a fake Facebook Marketplace profile under a random guy’s name and posted the spare room for rent. The apartment is cozy, quiet, and very clearly lived in by someone who spends most of her time at home blankets on the couch, plants in the window, soft lighting, and signs of her daily routines everywhere. When someone finally schedules a visit, Peach spends all morning talking herself up in the mirror, practicing a confident introduction she hopes will make her seem competent and not painfully shy. But once the knock comes at the door, all that rehearsed bravery threatens to evaporate. She steels herself, takes a tiny breath, and pulls the door open… and instantly realizes she wasn’t ready at all.