Novel & Cerita Oh My God They Were Roommates

’ As soon as the class ended, which took longer than usual (not that it mattered because I did not pay the slightest attention to what was going on), I walk to the offices. I find the one that said Campus warden and walk in. There were 2. A male and a female. “Do you need something?” She asked as she chewed on a cheese string, her legs sitting on the desk as she laid back on her chair. “Yes, well, I, uh.. I.. there’s a guy in my room. He says he is my roommate I was wondering if a girl could shift in my room instead? Isn’t there a workaround here?” I ask nervously. She looks like she could yell at me at any time. Both of them were definitely in their mid thirties.

' 'Seems like he's overthinking it,' he said, rubbing his arms through his hands. "Do you identify as Lucifer Axosal?" She inquired, blinking her eyes shut. "Yes, ma'am, do you require anything?" He invited them to come forward. "Does this advertisement belong to you?" She inquired, pointing to the poster affixed to the door. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, nodding. "I'd like to have that room." She stated that she was approaching him and standing in front of him. That's when he realized he'd left out the most important detail. He desired a man for the room. Because his house only had one room.

she said. We both walked into the lecture hall and took seats beside each other. I opened the huge textbook I had with me and began flipping through the page. "Who's your roommate?" She asked. "Zeke," I said. "Girl, if it's Zeke Rodriguez, then you better get another dorm," she said with a knowing black American voice. "Why's that?" I asked. "You see, Zeke doesn't like sharing room with people especially girls so he's gonna get you transferred to another room, or rather you'll transfer yourself," she said in her normal voice.

Alexia asked Jenny. "63. You?." "Wow, I'm also in room 63. I guess we are roommates." Alexia exclaims excitedly. "Yup. We are roommates." Jenny said smiling. The two best friends, got to the hostel, they both searched for room 63, and then found it. "I guess this is the room. The dean said, it's four girls in one room. I just hope the other roommates aren't nasty, or something like that." Alexia said.

Rose pov My eyes got stuck at her. However much I wanted to either move close to her and cover up or just get out of the room. The thing is I didn't do any of the above .I just stood there watching at whatever she was doing... You can call me what you want. Moments later, I came back to my senses and realized that I was seeing my roommate, a good friend of mine mastrabating on my bed. Can this be true, she could do this in her room. What has made her do this..

One minute, we were insulting each other, and now she was acting all friendly, like nothing had just happened. "What?" I said, confusion mixing with suspicion. She leaned in, her smile widening even further. "I mean, I know you're working with him. He told us, that the two of you are roommates now, that you're living in his penthouse. Just to throw things out there. Trey and Eric are very close, practically best friends. Trey usually comes home, we have dinner together and sometimes, hang out. He's such a good guy, very handsome and very rich." She said with a twinkle in her eyes before she continued,

Precious was already sleeping that she didn't know when the class was over. Sonya tapped her on the shoulder and she woke up immediately. "Is the class over already?", Precious asked as she began to pack her things into her bag. " Obviously, yes" "Thanks goodness, that woman class was boring", Precious said and stood up. " I know right", Sonya stood up and followed Precious from behind. Precious and Sonya both walked out of the class. "I heard Sean is your roommate, I can't just believe it when I heard about it"

I succeeded in getting their attention "can you please get out of this place, and where are my roommates?" "roommates? this is our room, I think you were roomed with us" one of them said. "what! I was roomed with boys!!" I yelled. The guys exchanged skeptical glances, and one of them muttered under his breath, "Great, just what we need." I stood frozen in the doorway, my eyes scanning the room in horror. How could they do this to me? how can they room me with... boys. One of them, a tall, dark-haired guy with piercing blue eyes, stood up from the couch and walked towards me, a charming smile plastered on his face. "Hi, I'm Ethan," he said, stretching out his hand for a handshake.

The room had awkwardly turned silent and both women were going through emotions they'd never felt ever since they became friends. "It only made sense that the only way to still have a roof over her head was to find a roommate for December. I didn't even know it was her. If I had known, maybe I wouldn't have taken it. But I already paid and I couldn't find anywhere else. So, I made her agree not to tell you. It wasn't right to her, Mara. But her hands were tied. She needed money. Harper needed to eat. She needed to pay rent! I mean you couldn't even tell her to come and stay with you so it's so absurd to me that you are labelling her a devil for simply doing the needful."

The seventh day finally arrived. I was restless the entire time and could not focus at work. Winston, my colleague, noticed my condition and asked in concern, “What’s wrong? You look horrible.” “It’s nothing. I haven’t been sleeping well.” I forced a smile. I was pretty close with Winston, and we usually ate and chatted together. “Is it because you’re not getting along with your roommate? You mentioned that she was a bit weird.” I hesitated for a moment before giving him a general rundown of what had been happening recently.