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My Prescription
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2026-10-31 17:54:30
The GreyCanon: Emilia Stewart's first appearance was in the chapter "Rampage" Canon: This Is Theo's final appearance in "Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend"
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Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend A BET????
ADRIANSeven minutes into the second period, I’d already thought of forty-two different ways to kill this guy.I hated that the crowd kept cheering every time he led an attack. Hated that he’d already scored four goals and assisted two more. Hated that the captain of the hockey team was having the performance of a lifetime at the season’s opening game.“Adrian. Get ready.” Coach Stevenson’s voice cut down the bench. “Line change in two minutes.”Rich. Very fucking rich.Now I had to top that performance, or spend the rest of the night skating in Caleb Moyes’ shadow.“Someone’s tense,” the team physiotherapist said beside me. “You know, if you keep looking at him like that, people might think you want to kill him.”“And so what if I do?” I turned.Aisha had only just secured her place as team physio, and whether that was coincidence or some private joke the universe was telling at my expense, it was working. “So what exactly are you upset about this time?” She leaned back agains
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend My Prescription
THEOIn six months with Lang Corp, I had done things most people only survived in stories.Not all of it sat cleanly on paper. Some of it lived in locked rooms, redacted files, and the kind of silence money bought after the damage was already done. I was good at that version of work. Detach. Execute. Leave before the consequence grew a face.Which was probably why this felt so much worse.There was no target profile for it. No extraction plan. No clean metric for success.Just the knowledge that I’d stood in front of Tiffany and made an ending sound… responsible.Yeah. That was one word for it.Cowardly was a close second.Not that the distinction changed anything.The party continued around me as if nothing important had happened… glassware touching, low music threading through conversation, people already reshaping their orbits around the news that I was leaving.I'd done what I came to do. Announce. Transfer. Cut the cord cleanly enough that no one could accuse me of disappe
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend He Left/They Took Him
TIFFANYFor a second, I thought I was imagining her.The room was still turning under Theo’s news, glasses moving, voices rising and falling in uneven waves, and then her voice lit up the space beside me. A voice I hadn't heard outside memory in months.Bianca.Not a version of her patched together from old photos or half-slept nightmares. Her. Standing just a few feet away the doorway in real light, real time, close enough that my body reacted before my mind caught up. The air went thin. My drink suddenly felt ridiculous in my hand.Max was beside her.But I barely held him in focus long enough to register the fact. Bianca’s presence swallowed the rest. The person I’d survived the unspeakable with, then somehow lost track of in the aftermath like the world expected us to continue as separate survivors instead of what we had been.Her eyes found mine.Everything else dimmed.I moved first. Or maybe she did. By the time either of us consciously decided, we were already closing the spa
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend Goodbye?
TIFFANYI wasn't pregnant.Still, last night, I could've died of a heart attack. I'd imagined it more times than I was willing to admit. Me. A mother. At this point in my life. What would I do?How would I even go about it?The more I thought about it, the less I wanted to think about it. Luckily, tonight was the perfect distraction. The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra’s ‘Colors of The Wind’ drifters in from my speakers, and filled my room with a light, gentle flow. For a split second, I almost forgot my life felt like it was about to end last night. I smiled to myself when I snagged another peek at the sleek purple dress spread out on my bed. Nothing too fancy, but I couldnt take my eyes off it. Maybe because it was purple.Maybe because I knew walking out of the house wearing something like that would be another journey on its own. Or maybe, just maybe, it was because tonight, for some reason, felt like an ending and a beginning all at that same time.Then again, maybe I was
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend Are You
MASON“Hey. Hey hey, what are you doing?!”Kayla damn near dashed through the living room and blocked me off before I could reach the door.I tilted my head, a tuft of hair falling with the movement. “You’re so confusing. One minute you want me to focus on work, and the second I do, you stop me from answering the door?”“Maybe because it’s not your job,” she snapped, somehow keeping it under a whisper. “Besides, even if it was, why on earth would you answer the door dressed like this?”I looked down at myself.Robe. Loose pants. Bare feet on my own floor.“It’s nine at night,” I said. “This is my house.”“Go upstairs and get dressed. I’m not letting you sabotage the only decent deal we’ve gotten in the city.”I took a step closer. “You know, sometimes I think you forget who’s the boss in this dynamic.”Kayla was 5’7. Towering over her was nothing new.It just didn’t mean much when she looked at me like ‘that’.“Tsk.” I turned for the stairs. “I’ll be down in ten. Handle everything til
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend We All Have Secrets
ADRIANSelfish. Selfless. Caring. Nonchalant.What difference did it ever make?I grabbed the alarm before it could finish its first buzz and hurled it toward the door. Plastic cracked hard against wood, then scattered across the floor in useless pieces.Who gave her the right to judge me?Like she wasn’t a hypocrite herself. Like she sat above the rest of us with clean hands and cleaner intentions. Like hope and trust were virtues she actually lived by, not costumes she wore when it suited her.Half the people in her precious little circle didn’t even know who she really was.Fuck Bianca.I rolled off the bed, stripped, and headed for the shower with my jaw already tight. My eyes felt heavy, lined with the kind of exhaustion sleep was supposed to fix and never did. I’d barely closed them. Every time I did, last night came back in pieces… her voice, her expression, that irritating moral high ground she stood on like it made her untouchable.By the time the water hit my shoulders
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