Found one, lost another

After what seemed like weeks of stress and ceaseless whining to friends, I've finally found a flatmate! He's a FoF (friend of friend), from Sydney and seems very nice and easygoing. He likes fish sauce, as well as OC, Dawson's Creek and Friends, and claims to be a "9/10" on the tidiness scale. My manager thinks he was just telling me what I wanted to hear and now that I've put it all down in one sentence, I am starting to have my doubts too. Perhaps I should have put him under the lie detector. I guess only time will tell but living with a boy will most certainly add a new dynamic to my London experience.