A breeze calms the air of the suburban city of Cantigo. Down the street of the city's library sits a small light blue house with a patio. Through the window is seen a woman with brunette hair, a bandana on her head. She pauses to wipe her brow and to stretch before she goes back to unpacking the multiple boxes in the room. Melissa Brown had just finished college that spring. Now she owns the house, her own house.
After a bit, she smiles, though the boxes loom around her. Life had begun over twenty-one years for her but she feels that she is reborn with independance.
"Now, how do I meet the neighbors?" she questions herself.
She glances around to see a pamplet invitation that she had received from her next door neighbor, though they didn't talk much, when the movers were working on moving her into the house.
<< Neighborhood Barbeque! >>
Bring a salad or dessert!
Meet your neighbors!
Make friends and meet old ones!
Friday night 7:00 pm in the park!
"I think I'll go to it, though I'll have to clean up before hand," she says.
She remembers that the barbeque would be tonight so she continues to unpack, watching the clock grow closer to seven.
Dunk, you have to figure out if you're graduated from college, did you go to college, if you're still going to college or whatnot.
Also, are you living in a dorm, your parent's house or on your own (depending on the situation)?
I have also set it up so that they can meet at the barbeque, if you so please.((OOC: Elfy, if you couldn't say anything to the opposite gender when dating, the relationship would fail and you know it.)) 
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