My neighbor

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After I got myself some food I went back to the room with the food I had gotten for Deja. When I go in I can hear the shower running so I put her food on her night stand and get comfortable in bed with my laptop. It wasn't too long before she came out wrapped in her towel.

"Deja how did we get home last night?" She sat on her bed and started eating, she didnt bother to get dressed first. "Ummm we took some shots and you were like..soooo drunk so I asked my friend Matt to give us a ride." She ate. I sat in silence for a second trying to remember more of the night I had, but I was drawing blank. "How drunk was I?" "Shitt we took shots and we were dancing then I went to get us some more drinks, but when I came back you were like dancing with this guy, he was super hot too not just an ugly dude you dance with at a club so he buys you free drinks." 

Then last night started coming back to me. I do remember dancing more, there was a strong yet gentle grip on my waist and the light smell of cologne mixed with the smell of alcohol. Shit was I grinding on who I thought I was grinding on. That would explain the look I received in the hallway. Fuck. "I didn't know who  he was I figured you did" "I don't..." "Well hell Mia you danced on a sexy stranger you wouldn't be the first." "I'm never drinking again." "Why the hell not?! You loosened up! And you had fun." "Yeah before I "loosen" up a little too much." I look back at my computer. "OHHH are you a virgin?" She looks at me curious and lowers her voice as if it was sooo taboo. "What? No Deja" "Oh I was positive you were. Shit let me find out lor Mia be popping her pussy." She was definitely hung over. "I wouldn't say that. Just one guy in high school." She nodded and went back to her food. 

Hell what was so bad about having just one body, but that got me curious."Deja" "hm?" "How many guys have you fucked?" "Ummmm...actual sex, 4. Why?" "No reason, you just seem to be more active than I am." "Well you're in college and there are plenty fine guys to fuck around with. Shit you could have with that guy from last night." "Um, I never got his insta or anything." I could have told her the "guy from last night" lived 4 doors down from us, but I didn't want her trying to get us to talk or embarrass me more than I already have. I didn't think last night mattered so much. I was drunk, I didn't know what I was doing. So there was no reason for me to keep in contact with him, or reveal to Deja that he was next door. 

It had been 2 days since I last saw my neighbor, the weekend was coming to an end and it seemed like the whole hall was preparing for classes Monday morning. I was helping Deja change the way she folded her clothes so she could fit more in her drawer. "I'm not gonna fold panties or bras" I said looking at a blush pink laced bralette i had picks up out of the clothes basket. "You can have it" She said folding and stacking underwear into a drawer." "I don't think we wear the same size bra" I said while picking something else out of the basket. "It don't matter, it's a brallete and we not that much different so you can fill it out." Deja was thick, maybe a D-cup in bras, she had thick thighs and nice hips. I was about a C-cup, and it was pretty so I nodded and agreed to take it off her hands. "It would look good next to your skin too." 

I was a little surprised at how easy living with Deja had been. Though we were talking before the moving in date, it's still different than living together. We were like sisters, we shared just about everything, things were probably so easy because of how outspoken she was. Because of her lack of filter when she talked there was no room to be awkward. I was happy to have made such a close friend so quickly. after about an hour we got bored and stuffed the rest of the clothes away and ate noodles and watched tv. 






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