A sudden clattering woke Jack up suddenly, followed by a string of expletives. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was before remembering the previous night’s events. He looked over st the direction of the sound and saw Brooklyn’s roommate, Izzy.
She was dressed in old pajamas covered by a pink bathrobe. She was African-American, and, from what Jack could tell, quite tall, though he wasn’t the best person to be the judge of that. She was picking up and stacking a bunch of pots and pans that she had apparently knocked over.
“Uh, hi!” he called loudly. She didn’t seem to hear him. “Hey!” He yelled louder. She looked over at him.
“Wha- who are you?” she said, walking over.
“I’m Jack. I needed a place to stay, and Brooklyn said you were looking to split the rent three ways.”
She opened her mouth to speak and then closed it, apparently thinking.
“Ok then,” she said finally, “As long as you pay one third of the rent, you can stay here.”
“Deal.”
“Great,” she said, getting up, “I’m Izzy, by the way. Izzy Clark.”
“Nice to meet you,” Jack said, “Um, do you have anything to eat here?”
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