The American Roommate Experiment Novels & Stories

Six of them rejected him and fourteen didn't even bother to give him a reply. "But I do miss your cooked meals." Ryu said trying to light up the mood. "I knew it. I knew that you liked those dishes that I cooked." Nato said smiling and they both laughed remembering how the taste of each dish was based on luck. "By the way, about that-." Nato suddenly changed the tone of his voice. "Hmm?" Ryu replied confused waiting for Nato to continue. "I know you don't like any roommates but I do know a person that is looking for an apartment." Nato said. "Don't even think about it. It's not going to work for me." Ryu replied. "I know you don't really like associating with other people but this is just a

he stammered, the hesitation in his voice impossible to disguise. It wasn’t really my place to pry. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your privacy. After all, we were nothing more than roommates… and occasional fuckmates. There was no exclusivity between us,no obligations,no promises and certainly no claim over one another—nothing that justified my curiosity. Bang. Bang. Bang. Three firm knocks resonated through the apartment, shattering the uneasy silence. I instinctively lifted my head, my brows knitting together. Who on earth could that be now? I wondered.

"The cost of rent per month is 6000 Pounds Sterling, complete with furniture. Can be occupied right away!" "Very expensive! for one room, how much is it usually?" "One room starts at 1200 Pound per month. There is one room that will be vacant in three months," "Three months? what did I wait that long for? okay, I'll excuse me!" I walked limply towards the entrance. It felt like my body was tired from going to different places in three days. If I look for another apartment nearby, could it be any cheaper? "Sorry, at this time all the rooms are full!"

"Who's this?" The little red head dipped under his chin, and reached up to smack his arm with vengeance. It was cute, that she thought she was scary, and he simply waited for her to introduce him. Curious what she would say. "This is Jackson, he's our new roommate, Randy invited him." She said it simply, and Jackson felt oddly disappointed. Well, that was lame. He always liked a little spice. Leaning his elbows down over her chair, with arms cradled innocently on either side of her silky strands, he cooed. "Don't let the princess fool you, I'm also her very, very, best friend. Why, we're almost inseparable now."

A one-night stand or perhaps get a dragon tattoo in the bum. Is that what normal people my age do? This is a new beginning for me so I want to do those normal things, crazy stuff. I left everything in San Andrés, in the hope that I could start over, somewhere where no one knew who I was. After finishing my second stick for the night, my new found roomies finally arrived. All I know are their nicknames, Apple and Robin. Two sexy blonds who work at a real estate company in Manhattan. They posted a ‘wanted roommate’ online. The lodging was cheap, but there was no peace at night. Most nights, they’d bring their fuckbuddies and because of the thin walls that separate our room, I had to endure the

I said to Rowan and he nodded. We made our way to the hall. It was gigantic, packed, buzzing with cheap excitement. Students huddled in groups, laughing way too loud, acting like this was a festival. The speaker echoed again: “This is the roommate selection game! Each student will draw a slip. Whatever room number you choose, you must remain in that room. No changes allowed.” Murmurs rippled the hall. My eye twitched. Roommates, strangers snoring, breathing near me. Kill me now! I should just die! Shit!

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.

Emmily POV: Every day brings a new problem I must face as I drag myself out of bed to start the day. I stood and looked around my small, shabby room, feeling upset by its appearance. The main issue with my room is its small size; it feels cramped, like a closet. I haven't quite worked out how to get someone else in this room yet. Coincidentally, my ex-roommate was also an omega. She unexpectedly found her mate, a warrior. I have not had a roommate since she moved out.

I was just stepping out when the doorbell rang. I didn't answer it. I just went straight into my room. After a minute, I heard one of my roommates come out of their room to answer the door. There was a small exchange, then a loud knock sounded on my door. I was naked and had just pulled a T-shirt over my head when the doorknob turned and my roommate walked in. I quickly brought the cloth down over my body, feeling uncomfortable. It was my Amish roommate. "I knocked," she said stiffly, as though the two words were enough excuse as to why she'd opened the door to my room without asking first.

I had always been careful about my space. My apartment was small, yes, but it was mine, a carefully curated refuge where every shelf, every cushion, every book had a place. I liked it that way—neat, predictable, controlled. But when I posted the ad for a new roommate, I hadn’t expected Mara. And yet, the instant she stepped across the threshold, I realized I would never see my apartment the same way again.