The Roommate Situation Novels & Stories

"Why do you say that?" A flash of unease filters across her eyes. "My best friend and roommate, Tatum? She's totally in love with the guy she's seeing. I mean they are the perfect couple. I have a feeling she's going to move in with him soon. So that means I'll need to either get a one-bedroom or find another roommate. My parents help me pay my portion of the rent, but I can't ask them to pay a whole other person's, ya know?" "Why do you seem so sad about that?" The melancholy is reverberating off her in waves.

“What could the situation be?” “You needed a roommate right?”. He asked. “But if I never asked for a male roommate”. I replied. “Yeah, I know but we couldn't get a female roommate and he was willing to buy the apartment from us but we considered you and pleaded that he should share the apartment with you. You only need to share the living room, and the kitchen with him”. “What's really going on here? You brought in a male to the apartment because he was willing to pay double? Did you even think about my safety first before allowing this to happen? Oh I forgot, my safety doesn't matter as long as he pays right?”. I asked in anger.

One is about trauma recovery, and the other is about modern relationships. "That is incredible!" "Why do you seem nervous?" "Because the advance is sufficient for me to finance my own place. A proper location, not just half of someone else's residence." The stillness that followed was full of implications. They'd never officially discussed their living situation other than the immediate need to share space and expenses. Everything had progressed naturally…….from roommates to friends to lovers to partners……..but they had never expressly planned what would happen next. "Do you want your own place?" Max asked quietly.

“My parents always do this big, chaotic thing. Food everywhere, Christmas movies on repeat, cousins running around like feral animals, aunts arguing over board games. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s… nice. You’d fit right in.” I stared at him. He hurried on, words tumbling faster. “I mean—not as, like—not as my boyfriend or anything. Just… as a friend. Roommate. Someone who doesn’t want to spend the holidays eating takeout alone in an empty off-campus apartment while the heat’s set to sixty to save money.” The word *boyfriend* hung between us anyway, bright and unignorable, even though we’d both been careful not to say it out loud yet. My throat tightened.

I asked. Sister Rosita, peeked out from behind him. “Steven,” she announced cheerfully, “meet your new roommate.” My stomach dropped. “My what?” “Roommate,” she repeated, guiding the guy forward. “We’re rearranging spaces. Some of the elderly got the flu, and we're separating them, so they don't spread it around themselves. We needed to move some people around to create more space.” The young man stepped inside awkwardly, chewing a bubble gum and giving me a small wave.

I stated. Principal Ramos sighed. What’s the sigh for? Is he seriously not going to switch rooms for me? “I’m sorry, Louis, but I can’t just change your roommate.” “Why not?” I nearly yelled. “Because here in Moonreign Academy, a student is always assigned to share a room with another student. And when that happens, it’s mandatory that they share the room until they graduate.” “But Conrad doesn’t want me in that room. He kicked me out. How can I stay with someone like him?” I complained.

“Well, let me go brush my teeth so I can kiss your pretty face.” I laugh, shaking my head as he heads to the bathroom with just his underwear and toiletry bag. I pull out a cute little jumpsuit for work and a pair of ankle boots, and my clothes are becoming limited since I haven’t been back to my apartment lately. My roommate’s been having company, and not the quiet kind either. Her boyfriend’s been staying there, which is fine, because she pays her half of the rent, but now her sister, her sister’s boyfriend, and her mother are all there too. It’s like the whole family moved in, and it’s only a two-bedroom apartment.

he threw back, clearly panicked. I opened my mouth again, ready to scream some more, but Alan just grabbed my arm and dragged me out the door like it was all background noise. I stumbled after him, still fuming. “What the hell was that?!” He didn’t stop until we reached the car. “That was your living situation?” I tugged my arm away. “He’s my roommate.” He stared at me. “You have a male roommate?” “Not like that,” I snapped. “We just share the flat. It’s not a big deal.”

she said, reaching over and holding my hand, rubbing small circles on my palm with her thumb. I sighed a little, looking down at her delicate hand over mine. “Yeah, sure, I understand. It is a bit of an odd situation having a female roommate. I’ll admit it’s a bit unorthodox, and many would call it scandalous. But she’s an excellent friend to Ashton and me, and she has her own room, and we have ours. Nothing scandalous ever happens. Closest to scandalous might be seeing Ashton or me without a shirt, which really if you go to a beach, pool, gym, or go for a run, you can see a man not wearing a shirt.” I shrugged. Oh, how I wish something scandalous would happen with Adder and myself.

asked Aithusa and then Aiden smiled. “I shall be. Willing to share room with you I mean,” said Aiden and Richmond guffawed out. “Dude you are the best opportunist that I have seen in quite a long time. I mean, the proposal was good, I see the merits but you being her roommate will be like live-in-together with her,” said Richmond and Aiden nodded.