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"But we could go to your room for a few hours. I don't have anything to do in mine." Whoa! She just invited herself. I was about to say yes then it hit me. My room was a mess and was probably reeking of alcohol. What would Millie think of me if she saw that? I had always had an image of a responsible person. I scanned my brain for an excuse. "Okay," I said. "Lem'me text my roommate to see if he's in because I don't have my key with me." So lame, I know. But it worked.

How could he not prepare her for this? “I see,” she said weakly. All too well. “He is my roommate. This other fool is Dillon. He comes over and watches the game and plays cards with us.” “Wassup.” She hadn’t even given Dillon another look, she couldn’t, she tried. Her attention was drawn to the opposite side of the room. Swallowing the nerves in her throat, she looked around and saw a small poker table in the corner of the living room with a deck of cards and a few beers.

"I have a friend who wants to share with someone. She is a nice girl. I thought you two could live together." Hearing the words, Olive calculated the time, "There is still one month left." "A month should be fine." Luna said, "Why don't you discuss it with your current roommate first? If he's sure he's moving and you're looking for a roommate, I'll introduce my friend to you?" Olive immediately agreed. The two lived in different directions and were separated as soon as they entered the subway. Olive got on the subway and awtched the news with headphones for a while.

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

Yup, looks like summer streaking in their local nudist beach came early for both of them. Moral of the story: GET A ROOM! ++++++++++ FAITHFULLY Some roomies in Krus na Ligas once went out for a drink. By the time it was early morning, all four of them were tipsy. It was then that they decided to talk about a certain "secret" with one another. Roommate 1: Really dude, you’re amazing! How do you do that? Roommate 2: Yeah bro, you’re so great. We so admire you, man!

“Right. Keep telling yourself that, pet.” “What do you want?” “I guess he told you. We’re going to be roommates.” “I wouldn’t put it that way.” “So how would you put it?” “We’ll be sharing a condo. Separate rooms.” “If you shared a two-bedroom place with anybody else, wouldn’t you call them your roommate?”

She dropped her arms around my shoulder and said, “Best friends.” “Aw. You guys are so lucky. I just got in the next room,” Karen points with her right hand, “but I haven’t met my roommate yet. We spoke online though and she seemed cool but you never know. Anyways, I’m just glad we got the double rooms and not the triple occupancy rooms. One roommate I can deal with, two I’m not so sure.” Karen was the person who was banging a hammer into her wall. Way to go girl. Disturbing my peace and now disrupting our meeting.

Lincoln and the other boys had caused a distraction as usual, so I'd be able to sneak her in without any problems. When we got to my room, I locked the door, and heaved a sigh of relief. I could already hear the loud beats played by Lincoln in the yard. We'd always have rap battles when any of us were about to have a lady over. “How are you having it with your roommate?” Rose asked, and I shrugged. I wasn't sure how to tell her that I was constantly thinking about my roommate, and although I don't do boys, he just intrigues me. “He's not so bad.” I shrugged. “Sometimes, he's very understanding, like tonight,”

The coffee was black and bitter—just like him. I pulled out my phone and tapped Eve's contact. Me: 'Please tell me you're awake and alone.' I watched the three dots dance for a second before a reply popped up. Eve: 'What's up? Please tell me your new roommate isn't some religious nerd or a Delta. I heard they're weird.' Me: 'Trust me, I would accept a nerd or a Delta. Anyone as long as it wasn't a brooding, perverted, sicko Alpha.'

Lou: "Why did your roommate use your apartment for.... that?" Alura huffed. It was just absurd, because she was about texting her ghost husband about Nessa's sex life. But she was careful not to give too much information. "My roommate is just wild compared to me," she typed back rapidly. "She probably thought she was being helpful by 'testing the strength' of my new bed. She's.... a lot. But she's a good friend, even if she's insane."