The Roommate Situation Novels & Stories

The speakers kept hammering on the rules, but one stood out the most: “Girls are not allowed in the male dormitory, and vice versa.” It was the one rule that, if broken, could result in expulsion. The highlight of the week was getting to know my new roommate, Casey –with blonde hair, blue eyes and an unwavering smile. She was in her second year of college and was assigned to a new dorm room because she had an issue with her last roommate –an issue which she wouldn't give details about. At first, I feared it was because of a bad habit she had, but the days that followed proved otherwise.

"Standing up." She pressed her lips together. "I'm just saying," Rhen said. "Whatever's happening between you two, it's got him eating standing up in corridors. Which is not normal behavior for anyone, let alone —" He stopped. Edited something. "Let alone someone like him." "Nothing's happening between us," Nova said. Rhen did the sideways look again. "We're roommates," she said. "That's it." "Right." "It's a complicated situation. We both need space."

“Your roommate isn’t around much?” “Yeah, he’s a final-year student. Barely here.” He paused, then added, “I wish I could leave Liam,” I muttered under my breath, not realizing he’d heard. “What?” Blake looked up. “You stay with Liam?” “Uhmm… yeah,” I admitted, no point in lying. “But I want to leave as soon as possible.” “That’s bad,” he said seriously. “You two are already rivals. If my roommate moves out, you can come here. It’s only for this semester anyway.”

The designers of this house made just one parlour and kitchen so its occupants have to share. The moment I walk into the kitchen, I stop dead in my tracks. "Hey," the guy I've been crushing on says. "Swim team, right? From the party." He tilts his head. "You're the new roommate?" I can't speak. I genuinely cannot make a word out, because my brain is doing the math and the math is insane: the guy I made a deal to win lives across the hall from the boy I made the deal with. And from the doorway behind me, where he's just come down the stairs and stopped, I feel more than seeing Aurel go still.

He nodded as he checked it out. “This is nice. Way better than the tiny spots I’ve been looking at. Rent split sounds fair too.” He turned to her. “You sure you’re cool with a guy roommate? I know your ad said female preferred.” Mia shrugged. “I was hoping for a girl, but you seem normal. And I need someone now. If you’re good with the rules…no bringing random people over without asking, keep the common areas clean…we can try it.” Jamal grinned. “Deal. When can I move in?”

Knowing this, Henry instantly relaxed and rightly said, "It’s not necessary for you to live in a big house alone. Finding someone to share can also save the rent for your house decoration. " Liam, "Do I have to share with others?" "But your new roommate will be your dream girl." Henry smiled and said, "All right, I understand. You don't have to thank me, my guy." Liam couldn't make sense to him. "I'm going to your house now." "No way. I have to do something tonight. Don't fucking bother me." "I'm a big man," said Liam. "Do you think it's appropriate to live with a girl?"

Will comes around the corner, pulling off his shirt. “What's for dinner?” he asks, wiping his sweaty forehead with his workout jersey. I don’t answer, but he doesn’t expect me to. Will isn’t my favorite person, and he knows it. When I realized he was the other roommate, I nearly left, but I need this place. Since the rent is divided, it’s one third cheaper because of Will—now one fourth because of Adam’s sister. Thank God. Working these double shifts at the garage is killing me. “Nothing, man, I need to talk to you real quick,” Adam says, waving him in.

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.

But that was fine; change was occasionally necessary. She had also seen her place of residence. The roommates shared by two people, equipped with an en-suite bathroom and a small kitchen containing a single-door refrigerator, a stove, and some essential kitchen utensils. Her roommate, a 25-year-old girl named Astrid, seemed like a mature and friendly person.

she says as if she had solved everything, but in reality, she had done nothing. "Well, shouldn't you be? I am supposed to have a girl roommate, but..." "You have a boy," she nods, and I tilt my head, trying to understand what she meant. "And you don't think that's an issue?" "Of course not, how can it be? The house you chose is a shared house, meaning that both genders can cohabitate there," she explained, and even though that should be enough to clear the air, my mind still can't understand what she meant. "You did not specify in the agreement that you wanted a girl, so we went with the next person on the list, and it happened to be..." She looked down at the papers in front of her before a