Roommate Agreement The Big Bang Theory Novels & Stories

" Wen cousins , Wang , Tan , Fung , Hua cousins . I will pay for the whole room for students only . If you wants the large room to stay with your servant , you have to pay me half . If the other students wants the big room you have to share four people in one room . I will take three big room. One for me , one for Ling , Fang and Yang and one for teacher . I will pay full for the three big rooms and one small room for ten days . " Moo Shang six of us agree to take the big room . We will pay half for six days and full the four days . " Wen Ji suddenly said . " No ..no half of the four days will be pay by school ." The head of the school said . " So how about the others ?" Moo Shang ask . ther

I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "Nonsense!" said Kenneth, "Come chill with Brandon and I for a bit. Our other roomie's out partying with the girls, so it'll just be the three of us." Of course, the football team would be bunking up in shared rooms, just like us on the cheer team. Three to a room seemed much more cramped with these big men. "I...I'd rather not. I'm pretty tired," I protested. Kenneth pouted exaggeratedly. "Come on, I. I don't want to blackmail you with the medication. But I will if it means getting to hang out with you a bit more."

It’s where the three of them had hung out for the first time, and it had become a tradition. "We couldn't have this discussion in the warmth of your, pretty, modest home?" Jackson stated, sarcastically, "Or ya know, came out when the birds were still singing and it wasn’t creepy and dark as hell.” "Oh that’s rich when all you wear is black. But anyway, complaining won't get us home any quicker, but a confession will." Hannah teased, "so spill." Her bright eyes were imploring, and Jackson groaned, noting the stubbornness in them. Spencer was on his other side, his face passive and unimpressed.

Malcolm said and continued talking like a teenage girl to his other three friends. I frowned and started reading the contract. “Rule number one! We should mind our own business not unless she is dragging my reputation. Reputation? Are you Taylor Swift?” I said and started dancing and singing to Taylor Swift’s Look What You Made Me Do. He glared at me. “Alright! Alright I’ll continue! Rule number two! We should live in the same roof, but we will treat each other as housemates. Wow! I didn’t know I entered the Big Brother’s house.” I mumbled and looked at him. “Big brother is that you? Is it time to show my alligator tears?” but how come your filthy rich and have only a roof for a house?”

He came out and lifted his luggages from the trunk, I followed suit. “Damn, these are heavy.” Caleb was fit, strong, but he had over packed. Wordlessly, I reached out and took two of his suitcases in one hand. “Show off.” He snorted. “You're welcome,” I rolled my eyes. “Now, what about the arrangements?” "Yes, and I have good news and bad news." He turned to face me. "The good news is that I was able to change our rooming arrangement in the system. We will be roommates, which should make things significantly easier for... our purposes."

"You wouldn't mind being roommates with me till my room is fixed, will you?" I took a bit of time to think. "We could agree on a few things." He sat on the bed, his fingers running through his hair. "Go on." "For one. No cuddling. Two. No touching. No going to the bathroom with me." He raised a brow. "I was allowed to do that last time I checked." "Well, that's the rule now that we are becoming roommates." I laughed, my hand going to my waist. He looked at me speechlessly for a while, then slowly nodded. He stood up slowly, grabbing his jacket. "Never mind. I will go to my room."

“It looks good on ya. You just look like a grown up, but I know better so …” She went to kick his shin but he dodged her, swiping her bags and starting toward the spare bedroom upstairs. “Can’t I stay downstairs?” Lucas stopped on the first step and looked back over his shoulder. “Nah, I have a roommate.” Delaney gave him three lazy blinks and looked around. “You what?” He shrugged his shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal. “It’ll be fine, swear.”

“Never in a bed you and I have shared, or a bed he has shared with another. We will have our bedroom, the three of us.” Tony mindlinks again. “Deal.” “Okay, we can try, but if it gets too weird, you and I move back here. The kids will stay here for one week while we try this out. If it works out, then we bring the kids in.” Tony smiles and mindlinks again. “Deal. We can leave tomorrow.” I can’t believe I just agreed to this.

I grab three massive, fluffy king-sized pillows from the top of the bed and violently slam them down directly into the center of the mattress, creating a structural white barrier right between his side of the bed and mine. I glare at him over the plush white mountain. "Do not cross the boundary line. You stay on your side of the Berlin Wall, and I stay on mine. We are strictly roommates until my brain returns to its proper capacity." He just shakes his head, a warm, highly amused smile softening his features as he holds his hands up in agreement. "Deal. I promise not to violate your territorial waters."

I ask, realising that our names only appeared at the top of the page, for the rest of the contract we are called participants. “Yes,” He confirms, picking up the pen. The first page is a run-through of the rules we had previously discussed. It's pretty straightforward, nothing I didn't already know. He picks up the pen and strikes out the no sleepover rule but surprises me when he starts writing in another rule, in its place. “Sleepovers at both participants’ places of residence,” I read. “You want to stay in my teeny tiny house when you have that giant mansion?” “I want to be wherever you are,” He states, stroking my cheek and making my heart flutter.