My roommate had a male visitor this weekend. I know this because Friday evening I got a text message from my roommate.
"Yo, you comin home tonight? Cause I wanted to invite my male friend over and wanted some privacy, you know?"
Say no more. Thankfully for both our sakes I was home for the weekend for my brother's high school graduation, and my mother's 50th birthday, and would be away for the weekend.
It was also very polite of her to sexile me via text, honestly, I didn't expect that.
However, you would have thought they would have cleaned up after themselves.
I don't know if I can look at my shower or my kitchen the same way ever again.
Additionally, when I got back on Sunday evening, and was unpacking the laundry that I had done while at home, she walked into the apartment, and let another blood curdling scream out.
Automatically responding I dropped my new clean laundry on the floor that I refuse to go barefoot on, and turned. "What? What is it?"
"Shit, girl! You scared me. My God! You can't sneak up on people like that."
Right.
She quietly walked into our now unlocked apartment, with all the lights on, and my suitcases out, while my back was turned, and I'M the one who snuck up on HER.
I think I may start a countdown to the days until I'm out of this situation. Thoughts?
I think there is only one solution to his problem. Unleash MiJonae.
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