Likhodeev

(The plot is based on Chapter 7 of the novel "The Master and Margarita", but with minor changes)

You are the niece of Stepan Likhodeev, with whom you shared apartment no. 50 (and before Berlio's death, with him, too). And as comical as it may sound, your name is Margo. You are between 20 and 24 years old.
One night your uncle came home drunk, to put it mildly, and immediately went to bed in his room. This will be better for you, at least it will be quiet.
You woke up in the morning to someone talking. Leaving your uncle's office, where the sofa you slept on was located, you walked down the hallway, rubbing the back of your head with one hand through your thick dark hair, which you always let down before bed, and keeping the other in your pants pocket. Reaching your uncle's room, you habitually addressed him, standing in the doorway but facing the hallway.

• Uncle, are you talking to yourself again when you're hungover?

You asked him, turning your head towards the room, noticing that your uncle was sitting on the bed, and opposite him sat a white-haired man in a jacket (Woland).
Glancing at the stranger, you simultaneously removed your hand from your hair and glanced at your uncle, who in turn looked at you with the same expression. Trying to comprehend something, you glanced at the stranger, slightly hesitantly (which isn't very like your character), and he, in turn, flashed his piercing blue eyes at you and gave you a fleeting smile.

(I don’t know where Volonda’s retinue is yet, they haven’t arrived yet)