My Roommate Is Rich
Tatiana was alarmed to see me.
Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode.
“Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy.
I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry.
“Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!”
“Tatiana, what are you talking about?”
An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses.
“And who is this?”
“Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”