Hello there!
My name is Andrea Fender, and I’m currently couchsurfing with your tenant, Amy.
She happened to mention that the lovely studio in your backyard might be up for rent, and I’m writing to convince you that I would be an excellent tenant.
So here’s the basics:
I’m 27, in school, and just got back from a six month itinerant hell-for-leather trip around Europe. I’ve been a massage therapist for eight years, but am now a bartender.
I’ve built a house, lived without electricity for three years, and once had to jump through a window to outrun a rampaging pig.
I have fabulous credit, excellent references, and just discovered a leak under Amy’s kitchen sink.
There’s a breadmaker under there, too.
I rock climb, swing dance, and once carried a couch eighteen blocks with three friends so we’d have the best seat at the outdoor movie.
(We did.)
(Then, next week, my brother and I brought an area rug, coffee table, lava light, and power source.)
(That was even cooler.)
Your studio is exactly what I dreamed of while I was traveling.
I don’t smoke anything, and always check with the owner before knocking any holes in the wall. Or ceiling.
I understand you’re considering a sublet, but I would love it if you could consider something more permanent.

Best wishes,
Andrea Fender

P.S. I can, on occasion, write complete sentences.
P.P.S. I happen to have a credit report from last September-ish with me.
P.P.P.S. I was recently chosen by a deposed Nigerian prince to help him get his inheritance out of escrow. As soon as my check for $10,000 clears, I should be able to pay you several years’ rent in advance. Should be any time now…