This is important, up front: I was young, and had no appreciation for what I was doing. My morals were clearly lacking. The college years were some time ago and I’m writing out these stories so I don’t lose the memory of them completely, including the ones where I was being a bit of an asshole.
But I meant well.
Okay. Senior year of college I had a sweet arrangement with two other friends where we shared a big house off campus. It wasn’t a bad place, considering it was meant for college students, and we often had people over for drinks and dinner and such.
One of my roommates, Brad, was like me – a little too invested in classes during senior year to have a regular girlfriend. My other roommate, Kyle, however, had been going out with JP for a couple of months. They seemed like two people who had somewhat little interest in each other’s lives but fucked like bunnies whenever they could. Little did I know.