tell me your pretty lies

chapter 3: well this is awkward

"are you lonely?"

-are you lonely by coyote theory

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A roommate.

I speed clean. I don't want my roommate to have a bad first impression. I'm going to be living with them for the next two years.

I pick up everything. I look behind the couch and find my pink underwear.

I've been looking for that for ages!!

I place it in my laundry basket so I can go down to the machines and wash it.

My phone buzzes and a text from my twin brother shows up.

call me!! it reads.

I call him.

"What's up, old lady," 

Old lady is a nickname my brother and sister gave me after they saw me knitting in a pink nightgown. It's kind of stuck.

"Sup, copycat," I tell him.

"Okay I'm the hotter male version of you," He groans.

"Shush," I tell him. "Why'd you need me to call you?"

"Oh right! The detective doing, um, moms case wants to talk to you sometime,"

Oh

Oh.

"Hello?"

"S-sorry. I'm here," I try to keep my voice steady.

"He said you don't have to talk to him now, that you guys can schedule a call for next week or something."

"Oh okay," I say. "I'll let you know,"

"Okay, sweet! Enjoy your new roommate,"

"How the heck did you know?" 

"I dunno," He says then hangs up.

What the hell.

He's a great brother, right?

I turn off my phone and begin dusting everywhere. I clean out Pebbles' litter and get all the excess hair off everything.

I hope they're not allergic to cats, yikes!

Three hours later, I've cleaned my entire dorm three times. I reorganize all my plants and hide all my no-no books.

I leave my sweet romance books on the shelf and hide my dark romance books behind those.

I'm so smart hehe.

I take a seat on the couch and begin scrolling through Pinterest while torturing my cuticle.