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2026-08-04 22:41:34
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My Roommate & I One More Time
LUCAS…Morning came too early.Sunlight pushed through the thin curtains and landed across the bed in a pale stripe. My body registered the day before I did — the dull ache in my ribs, the heavier soreness in my hips, the warm weight of Raihan still half on top of me. One of his legs was thrown over mine. His face was buried against my shoulder, breath slow and even.For a few minutes I didn’t move.The room still smelled like sex. The practice paper was on the floor near the desk. My pen had rolled under the chair. Raihan’s shorts were draped over the end of the bed like they’d been abandoned mid-decision. Ordinary hostel noise filtered in from the corridor — doors, someone coughing, the distant sound of a kettle — but inside our room everything felt suspended.Raihan stirred against me.“If you say the word ‘notes,’ I’m smothering you,” he muttered into my skin.“I wasn’t going to.”“Good.”He lifted his head, eyes heavy with sleep, hair a mess. For a second we just looked at each o
My Roommate & I Come here…
LUCAS…We lasted almost forty minutes before the notes stopped mattering again.After we finally pulled apart the first time, Raihan had cleaned up with the same towel from the shower, still damp in places, and thrown on a pair of loose shorts that sat low on his hips. I pulled my sweatpants back on but didn’t bother with a shirt. The room still smelled like sex and steam and skin. The practice paper sat on the desk where I’d left it, slightly crumpled, Ana’s neat handwriting visible in the margins like a judgment neither of us was ready to face.Raihan dropped the notes between us on the bed and lay on his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows. The position made the muscles in his back shift under his skin. A faint red mark from my mouth was still visible on the side of his throat.“Blank section,” he said. “We’re doing this.”“You’re very committed for someone who still has my teeth on his shoulder.”He shot me a look over his shoulder, eyes dark, mouth curved. “Read the questi
My Roommate & I Give me five
LUCAS….. Raihan lasted exactly twelve minutes with the notes open. He sat cross-legged on his bed with the practice paper spread in front of him, pen tapping against his knee in an uneven rhythm, trying to walk me through the section I’d blanked on earlier. His voice was steady at first, patient in that low way he got when he was concentrating, explaining the structure of the answer the way Ana had marked it. I was at the desk with my own copy open, pen resting uselessly between my fingers, pretending the words on the page meant anything to me in that moment. They didn’t. I was too aware of him. Of the way his voice filled the small room. Of the fact that we were alone, door locked, the rest of the group already on their long walk back to hostels on the far side of campus. The library still clung to both of us — the dry air, the fluorescent lights, the leftover tension of being timed and scored and teased. My ribs ached dully when I shifted. The watch on my wrist felt heavier t
My Roommate & I Exam is starting
The evening had almost settled.Raihan was half-lying on his bed with his laptop open, not really working, just scrolling. I was at the desk trying to make sense of a chapter I had already read twice. The hostel was noisy in the usual way — doors, distant music, someone laughing down the corridor — and for a moment it felt like any other night.Then someone knocked hard, twice.Raihan glanced up. “If that’s Noah again, I’m not in for silly jokes.”I opened the door.Ana stood there with her phone in one hand and an expression that immediately meant trouble. Ava was behind her. Ethan and Noah were further down the hall, slightly out of breath from the walk over from their side of campus. Drey leaned against the opposite wall like he had been dragged there against his will.“Have you two checked the portal?” Ana asked.Raihan sat up. “No. Why?”“Because the exam schedule just went up,” she said, walking straight into the room. “Official dates. All of them. And before either of you says
My Roommate & I Normal Campus Day
Lucas..**Morning**The alarm went off at the usual time, which meant Raihan groaned into the pillow and I reached over him to shut it up.“Why is it always louder on days we actually need to get up?” he muttered.“It’s the same volume every day.”“Then every day is a crime.”I sat up slowly, testing my ribs out of habit. The sharp edge of pain had dulled into something more manageable. Across the small hostel room, Raihan’s bed was a mess of blankets, one of my hoodies half-buried in them from the night before. Living in the same room had stopped feeling temporary weeks ago. His charger was permanently tangled with mine on the desk. My notes had started appearing on his side of the shelf. Someone — probably Ana — had already started calling it “their room” without thinking about it.Raihan eventually dragged himself upright, hair flattened on one side.“Lecture first or coffee first?”“Coffee,” I said. “If I try to learn anything on an empty brain I’ll start agreeing with Noah.”“Dan
My Roommate & I The letter
LUCAS.. Mr. King came the next evening. He didn’t call ahead. He simply appeared at the hostel door with a dark leather bag in his good hand and the same carefully controlled expression he always wore when something important was about to happen. Raihan let him in. I stayed seated on the edge of the bed, already knowing what the bag contained. “I thought it was better if I brought these myself,” Mr. King said. He set the bag down on the desk. “The police have the original documents from the box. These are the personal things. They belong to you.” He didn’t linger. After a short look at both of us, he left again, the door closing softly behind him. For a while neither of us moved. Raihan sat down beside me. “You don’t have to open it right now.” “I do,” I said. My hands were steadier than I expected when I unzipped the bag. Inside, everything was carefully packed. A watch with a worn leather strap. A small stack of photographs bound with a faded ribbon. A leather journal
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