Stiglenstrasse

Two of us, both students, both switching between French and English mid-sentence.

Kouda (22) is out hiking or running most weekends and otherwise deep in a book. Calm, dry sense of humour, the steady one in the flat.
Arthur (24) is doing a chemistry master and an internship here. Cooks constantly, sails when he gets the chance, and will happily lose an evening to a video game or a stack of comics.

The flat has found a decent rhythm. Dinner gets cooked and eaten together more often than not, and the rest of the time everyone does their own thing. Not loud, not silent.

One detail worth knowing: the free room has its own private balcony. Not shared, not the neighbours' view of it, yours. Coffee out there in the morning, something colder in the evening, and it is the part of the flat we are all quietly jealous of.