The Perfect Roomates Novels & Stories

Squinting my eyes, I saw three girls dressed to the tooth and subconsciously, I looked around me to be sure I was still in the right place. Beside me, Anita also sat up with a startle and shot me a glance before looking at the intruders. The omega quarters were built like human dormitories. We had four single beds in this room and up until now, it was just me and Anita. To be honest? I wasn’t looking forward to roommates. It was kind of perfect with just me and Anita. “Who’s the one?” One of the girls standing by our doorway asked and some other girl that I hadn’t noticed before stepped forward.

Addison asks walking into the kitchen wearing active wear and carrying a yoga mat. “I mean they practically do already, it’ll be sad to see our 5th and 6th unofficial housemates leave, but so long.” Sutton answers with a dramatically slow wave of her hand through the air. I laugh but it’s kind of true in the past college year, Austen and Kingston have become unofficial roommates since they both spent every night pretty much here. Josie and Austen could split the time but for us with Cole it was easier to stay here. “Well I’ll miss you guys too and Lulu is the best.” Kingston remarks.

She was Asian, short, with soft curves and a beautiful complexion. Josie’s Dad wasn’t what I expected. He wore steel toe work boots with worn jeans and a Carthart t-shirt. A look of shock traveled across his tired face. “Momma, Daddy, these are my roommates Maverick and Jordan.” Silence enveloped the room. Jordan hummed the Jeopardy theme song beneath his breath. Her mother turned to her and said, “You said you were moving in with a girl? These,” she said, gesturing toward the two of us, “are not girls.”

"Enough chit-chat. The sun is setting, and we have rooms to assign. This isn't a hotel, it's a social experiment. Which means... forced proximity!" Groans from the cast. "We have six luxury suites," Mira explained. "And twelve—well, now thirteen—contestants. You do the math." "Roommates?" Sam, the Fitness Bro, asked. "I need space. I have equipment." "You'll have a bunkmate, Sam. Deal with it," Mira said. "I've posted the list by the stairs. Go find your new best friends. Or enemies." The group surged toward the list. Elion stayed where he was. He didn't need to look. He knew.

discount, putting the rent just within my budget. The owner, a girl named Maeve, seemed to be overseas. We could only talk over a staticky phone line. She explained it was a two-bedroom, which meant sharing. I didn’t care. I needed out of that hotel, fast. “A roommate? I’m fine with that. Is it you I’d be sharing with?” Maeve’s voice cut in and out through the static. “...owner… living there? Yes… If that’s… okay… you should sign the lease soon.”

"I heard you just got the two-bedroom. I’ve been looking for a place in this area, and honestly, I’m the perfect roommate. I’m clean and can clean, I can cook—like, actually cook, not just microwave stuff—and I’m barely even here because I work a lot." The man turned back to the landlady. "I believe the lease was for a single occupant, Mrs. Gable." Mrs. Gable, a woman in her sixties with bright purple spectacles, looked at me with a soft expression. "Well, technically yes, Mr. Armoni. But the rent for this unit is quite steep for one person. It was originally built for couples or students. Having a second name on the lease does make the paperwork look more stable for the owners."

What is broken can be splinted. “Now all mated pairs—stand.” Seventy-two people rise. “Each of you find another mated couple. They will be your roommates for the time being.” They start to mingle, small conversations blooming like cautious flowers. They find lifelong friends, distant family, familiar warmth in unfamiliar circumstances. Ten minutes pass. Most have paired off. “Come forward and place your names on this paper in the empty slots. There should be four names per slot.” Simon leans close, his breath warm against my neck as he whispers, “There are only five apartments left.”

"You'll also learn our most important rule…coexistence. Many of you come from prejudice. From pain. From situations that made you dangerous to yourselves and others. At Ravenbane, you leave that behind. You start fresh." Fresh… Yeah…right. Like I could scrub away seven years of Luca's cruelty and two weeks of this hollow ache in my chest. The ceremony continued. The professors introduced themselves. Someone demonstrated levitation magic. I barely paid attention. Finally, Kaelith raised her hand. "Housing assignments will now appear on your phones. Dorms are co-ed. Suites are shared. Your roommates have been carefully selected based on magical compatibility and—" My phone buzzed and I pulled

and collectively the “Roommates” PURPOSE The Roommates are tenants at the premises located at 2473 Lexington Avenue, Lenox Hill, Manhattan, New York. [Premises address] (the “Premises”) for a term beginning on 25 March, 2020 and continuing month-to-month until Miss Briggens Trial is over.

I tell them as we step into their joint quarters. The first room is a huge common room that they can all meet in if they would so wish. In a circle around the room is a door leading into each of the private bedrooms with their en suites as well. I show them to each of the rooms so that they can decide on who will be in each one. "Didn't you say that you just started to build our quarters today?" The blonde haired one named Katrin asks me. "Yes, is everything okay with them? If you need something else I am sure that I can make it I just need to know what it is that you need." I tell her.