Roommate Japan Novels & Stories

"I'm just saying, you need a place to stay that's near the city, and I've been considering putting that guest bedroom up for rent for a while now. You can move in, pay for your half, and it'll be great. I won't even have to worry about no weirdos from Craigslist." Jade watched her do a little twirl around the kitchen, humming to herself while she shook her hips and put away the bottle of syrup. At least her roommate would be neat and clean up after herself. "So?" She glanced over her shoulder with a pleading look on her face. "Come on; it'll be just like old times." Jade let out an exasperated sigh and laughed. "Okay, you've convinced me." What choice did she have at this point? Marissa, all

I’d hoped I hadn’t gotten off on the wrong foot. “We just don’t like to bring outside dirt into our homes,” Emi said forgivingly as she handed me my information packet. “There is an orientation tonight, we are meeting in the lobby downstairs in two hours. I hope that gives you enough time to settle in.” I thanked her and wheeled my luggage in. I hadn’t showered since I was at Wexford and felt absolutely grimy. The private bathroom in the international dorm was spotless and even had shampoo, conditioner and body wash dispensers attached to the wall. I decided to forgo what I had packed and was glad I had - they were delightful. Everything about Japan, from what I had seen so far, was delightf

She was the one with the real problem! I thought that since we were roommates and it was only the first semester, there was no need to sour things between us. Nonetheless, my genuine kindness had only made Rachel feel entitled to take advantage of me.

"I know you're hesitant because it's something that you would never consider under any circumstances. But, If you leave your fears aside for a moment and think about why you're against the idea what would you think?" Haruki said Iori thought about it for a moment, leaving her fear aside, which would normally lead her to think that it was impossible to live with another man just like that. It may be okay to have male roommates in this day and age, but Iori didn't even like the idea of having a roommate, not to mention if that roommate is an incorrigible annoying player who got on her nerves.

I glare at him, crossing my arms. He pouts, looking to Bibah for help but she simply shrugs, and goes back to tapping vehemently on her phone screen. Three empty bottles of water were arranged on the table before her, a fourth one half-way empty and toppled over. William absentmindedly reaches out and straightens the bottle, arranging it with the rest so they were in an even line. “It must be hell sharing a dorm room with Japanese Jesus.” I comment. He smiles, glancing over to Akio almost apologetically before admitting. “It is.”

“I’m Damian, by the way.” “Ash,” I replied. He smiled. “Okay, Ash. Are you here with Oliver or Jack?” “I live here,” I said, still catching my breath. “Temporarily, anyway.” His laugh was warm, low. “Then you’re my roommate.” “Temporary roommate,” I corrected, smiling despite myself. “Well then,” he said, his grin widening, “welcome to Britonia.” He turned to join his friends, and I watched him walk away, my mind spinning. Tattoos snaked down his arms, faint and mysterious in the half-light.

The apartment was already filled with the heavy scent of sizzling bacon and loud, ridiculous arguing. ​My three roommates were in peak form. There was Leo, our resident golden-boy athlete; Sam, who was currently standing on a chair trying to fix a speaker wire; and Jax, who was currently shirtless, wearing low-slung board shorts, a backward cap, and flipping pancakes in the air with a reckless enthusiasm that threatened to ruin our ceiling.

"I do have some news, actually. My roommate has changed." A pause occurred. “A roommate?” However, you consistently stated that you liked living alone. "Financial necessity," said Grace. "The rent increased." "Is she nice, at least?" "He," Grace said differently. "And yes, he's... nice." One more, lengthier pause. "A roommate who is male? Is that smart, Grace? “Mom, it's quite natural.” He works at Luciana's as a cook. Elena gave us an introduction. "Well, if Elena vouches for him..." The tone used by her mother implied that Elena's judgment was at best dubious. “Just exercise caution, my love.” "Men can be."

"We're celebrating, I don't know what exactly but the person who invited us can probably buy the whole restaurant." "Wait till you see who the person is."I say under my breath and get out when Thomas opens the door for me. Kevin must probably think we do this all the time. The apartment, the guards, fancy restaurants. Just over a month ago we were living off ramen noodles and tap water. The maitre'd is an elegant Japanese woman dressed in a traditional kimono and she bows when we enter. Can't say I don't enjoy the lifestyle, even if it's just a little bit.

At the reception, I report that I have a guest and pay the extra charge. Now that I have a roommate, I have to organize my belongings in my room. I offered Clarita the extra bed and put my bag in the wardrobe. "Why don't you take a hot bath? It will do for you," I suggest to my new friend. "Take your time."