The time my best [f]riend and roommate jumped [m]e, and never spoke of it again

Growing up in high school, Nora and I were part of the same group of friends. We were never interested in each other but were always confidants to each other for relationship advice. We shared a lot of great memories and we both were literature and movie geeks. Many a lazy afternoon passed in the high school years with the two of us watching some obscure film that one of us (usually her) dug up, waiting to dissect it afterwards. Each of us went to different colleges in the same state, and we saw each other a few times per year. Usually this was in the context of getting back together with our friends from high school, but a couple of times she came to my college apartment (a couple hours away) with some indie movie, for old times sake.

She was a journalism major and after college she got a job writing for the newspaper in a major city. I got accepted to a PhD program in that city and we decided to share an apartment to split costs. We explicitly discussed that this would work out because neither of us was attracted to the other, and we had always been such great platonic friends. She was definitely extremely attractive, just not my type. Nora is short (probably 5′ 2″), Asian, small breasts, loooong black hair down to her ass. That ass though! The definition of the bubble butt. Usually accentuated by the yoga pants she always wore when she was hanging around the house.