Fantasy characters as roommates RP - Maximum 10 people

"Chriss, calm down. Is anyone else hungry?"

"I'm fine, thank you. Oh, hey Rae! How are you?" Raven cast a glance over to Chriss before walking over to his sister.

"Fine," Rae said. She grabbed some noodles from the pantry and got out a pot. She filled the pot with water, then started boiling it on the stove.

"Make me some, please!" Michael called, sitting back down to stare at his laptop aimlessly like he had been for the past hour

"K," Rae responded to Michael. "You want some?" She asked Raven.

"No thank you, I'm not hungry." Raven was actually rarely hungry. He didn't eat much, and when he did it was usually pasta, bread, or assorted vegetables. This habit seemed particularly strange when he was in wolf form. "Anyways, Michael. What's wrong? You've been looking frustrated for the past hour or so."

"Stupid English essay I'm only halfway done with, and it's due tomorrow. I think I'm just gonna stay up all night, write some bs to turn in, and blame my narcolepsy when I pass out in class," he grumbled, shutting the laptop

"I want food!" Chrissa called out to the flat at large. (Can they have a Mrs. Hudson type landlady? Y'know, from Sherlock?)

"You want help? I'm pretty close to being finished with mine." Rae offered.

(I'm not your housekeeper! I love Sherlock lmao)
"I could help, what's it on?"

(Sure)

(dude yes that would be awesome. I've got a character I could alter who fits the description if you guys want)

(I'm not your housekeeper! I love Sherlock lmao)
"I could help, what's it on?"

(Yeah, she says she isn't but she is.)

Michael sighed. "I'm doing it on Shakespeare, or at least trying to, but my inspiration just all went…whoosh!" he said, making a 'blowing up' sound effect

"I finished mine. Want me to help yall?"

Once the water was boiling, Rae put the noodles in. " 'Bout 10 minutes 'till the food will be ready." She called out.

"I love Shakespeare! I have a massive collection of his works all compiled into one huge volume; I've read it at least a dozen times."

"Hey, Rae, want me to help make a sauce?" she asked.

"It's fine, my sleep schedule is messed up enough already," Michael said, plugging the laptop in and pushing it away from him

"Or I could help these guys with their essays."

Michael sighed. "I'm doing it on Shakespeare, or at least trying to, but my inspiration just all went…whoosh!" he said, making a 'blowing up' sound effect

Rae ran to her room the came back with two books. "Here. 'The complete works of Shakespeare' and 'The Shakespeare Book'." Those might help.
(Those are both books I own)

"You could make a sauce if you want. If not I can do it." Rae responded to Chriss's offer.

Michael rubbed his eyes, sinking into the couch. Why had he chosen writing for a major? He got up, almost tripping over himself on accident. "Want help with food?"

(Wait if you want I can be the landlady. Could I name her Mrs. Hudson or no?)

"There they are! I forgot Rae had them too. We have a lot of books in our room." Raven ran his fingers along the spines of the volumes. Both were in very good condition despite the fact that they were old. Rae and Raven took good care of their books.

"Sure." Rae said

Michael took the books from Rae, stuffing them into the ridiculously large pocket of his hoodie. "Thanks dude."

"No problem." Rae said.

"You could make a sauce if you want. If not I can do it." Rae responded to Chriss's offer.

"Sure. I love to cook." Chriss said. She cracked her knuckles and strode into the kitchen. She was multi tasking, she was stirring with her tail and chopping ingredients with her hands.

"Thanks, Chriss." Rae said.