Filling Up My Roommates Novels & Stories

Smith’s day. I heaved a sigh. This will be a long night. -------------------------- It was already morning when I reached my apartment. My roommate was already awake and preparing for work while my hair looked like a bird's nest. I looked like a zombie. I was nothing compared to Roomie. Unlike Andrea, we two had no special connection. We barely exist because we needed each other to save rent. I fell on the bed while this roommate of mine stood after staring at her vanity mirror for quite some time.

She even boasted about how she would involve our two roommates after this project paid off, claiming that her boyfriend would lead them to riches. As for me, I naturally had no share in the plans since I doubted him. The other two were so grateful to her that they began mocking me as well. I did not care. I was waiting for the day when the bubble finally popped for them. Miranda had likely forgotten that the money used to pay for her tuition and expenses came from my family's scholarship. She could only afford to buy new clothes because I bought her meals. Prior to our altercation, I had swapped the counterfeit skincare products she bought because I was afraid she would ruin her skin and hea

My teammates hit me with a string of question marks when my hero stood idle and failed to hold the base. Frustrated, I quit the game and opened WhatsApp. The message was from Jacob Zeller, who lived downstairs from me. He was my roommate in college. There were four of us sharing a dorm, and we were pretty tight. While we were interning, we decided to job hunt together and moved into a cheaper apartment to lower our rent. Once everyone had a job, our hours were all over the place, so we each got an apartment to keep from getting in each other's way. We still grab a meal together from time to time.

What I could see of his hair was dark, maybe short on the side and longer on top. Maybe he’ll know of someone searching for a roommate. “Well,” I cleared my throat. “My roommate bailed on me at the last minute, it’s too late to get a dorm room and I have nowhere to live.” “Damn, that sucks. Did she at least give you your money back?” I nodded reluctantly. He leaned forward and sat down his coffee. “Maybe your luck isn’t so bad?” he said. “Our third party was suspended before school started and we’re looking for another one. Cheaper rent since it’s split three ways, and it’s right across from campus.”

"No luck, no more rooms, no one has a spare bed. Looks like this is the only spare bed in the entire hotel. I raised up and sat at the edge of my bed. "There is no way this is the only one, what about those roll-out beds?" I ask. I didn't really think we would have to share the room. I only brought sexy lingerie to sleep in, and how in the world was I gonna be able to get dressed or anything with some strange man in my room. He walked over to me and stuck out his hand, "I'm Bobbie, I guess we are roommates. They said hopefully they could move me into my own room in a couple days, but for now, it looks like you are stuck with me."

I cleared my throat and answered, “I will be the second occupant of this room.” “So, we will be roommates?” She said, more like a scream. “Yes. Hi, roomie.”

When I started college, I wanted a normal college experience, so I refused to use the black card my parents gave me. My roommate, Peggy Slade, was on need-based financial aid. Every day, she did two things. First, she'd sweet-talk her rich, hot online boyfriend and brag about him. Second, she'd make fun of me, the small-town nobody who couldn't even recognize designer brands. All my clothes back home were custom-made, so I honestly didn't know a single logo. I never bothered explaining. Her online romance was more entertaining than reality TV. Then one day, a screenshot of a money transfer popped up on her phone, and I caught a glimpse. 'Wait. She's using my photos for online dating?'

It looks like I’m the weird one here because I’m the only one who is not talking about finding her mate tonight. I try to ignore their conversation and focus on my stuff. By the time I was done, the day was a little dark. My roommates are all gone from the room, and I’m left alone. I go beside the window and peep at what is going on down there. Everyone looks merry and excited to welcome the moon. No, they are not just excited to welcome the moon; they are excited to find their mates and have sex throughout the entire night. The more I think about it, the more I feel sick.

“Right. Keep telling yourself that, pet.” “What do you want?” “I guess he told you. We’re going to be roommates.” “I wouldn’t put it that way.” “So how would you put it?” “We’ll be sharing a condo. Separate rooms.” “If you shared a two-bedroom place with anybody else, wouldn’t you call them your roommate?”

Tyler greeted us and Olivia smiled at him. “Don’t worry about the assignment, baby. We will both complete it together at our room.” He came close to me and whispered in my ear and placed his spoon on my food tray. I looked around and found no shocked face. That's a relief,...! I don’t want anyone to know about this roommate thing. “Get lost, Jaxon. I will see you in the room.” I said through the gritted teeth. “I will be waiting for you, baby girl.” He said and left with Tyler. I want to land a hard punch on his face…..!!!