Hmm...my best roommate from hell story...
I was dating this guy from school over the summer, because we lived close to eachother back home...I was really into him, but he ended up not coming back fall quarter, so things got kinda strained. In the meantime, he became good friends with my roommate, because he'd call, and I wouldn't be home, so they'd start talking. Then winter quarter rolls around, and he's back, and basically tells me that it was a summer fling, and things were different at school. I was crushed, and spent quite a bit of time crying to my roommate, who called him a a$$hole and every other name in the book. A few nights later, I come home, and he's sitting on our couch, with my roommate and one of her guy friends, watching a movie. Whatever, I went in the bedroom and went to sleep. The next morning, I wake up, open my eyes and see MY HALF NAKED EX SLEEPING IN MY ROOMMATES BED...WTF? Apparently, he didn't want to walk home late at night, and the other guy snagged the couch, so he slept in her bed. That was not what I wanted to wake up to...the best part is that after I confronted her about it, it continued to happen, until spring quarter when she got a boyfriend, who quickly became a third roommate, and they'd lock my out of the room till 2 or 3 am!! Thank god for my understanding neighbors who'd let me crash at their house!
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