Your phone buzzes. You’re busy so you ignore it, but it buzzes again. Sighing you flip it on and see two texts from your roommate. “Having a friend stay over tonight” “He’ll only be here the one night don’t worry” they say. Oh god she’s having a guy stay over, you think to yourself. Though she didn’t often announce her ‘boyfriends’ so this one might be different. Maybe? Work isn’t going to finish itself, better get back to it. A few minutes of semi-frustrated work later the front door opens. I walk in after your roommate and look around, its a pretty big place for just the two of you. I keep talking with your roommate, you can hear a few words here and there “my room, her room” “bathroom to the right” nothing too interesting, you’re pretending not to care. “She mostly keeps to herself” your roommate says. You’re obviously not going to get much done right now, not like this. You get up and head down the hall. As you walk out we lock eyes briefly. Oh he’s cute dammit, you think to yourself. You were secretly hoping you could find a reason to hate me. “Hi you must be the friend staying with us” you say, trying to sound like a nice person would. “Yeah, hi” I say holding out my hand for a handshake. “Nice to meet you” we shake hands, its a little awkward. Your roommate interjects “well why don’t we head back to my room” she says while dragging me gently “its getting kind of late” Is it getting late? Shit I guess it is. It was already 9pm without you noticing. Your roommate and I retreated to her room, you sigh and grab something quickly from the kitchen.