ROOMMATES

SPIDERWOMAN

Getting back to the apartment I hobble to the sofa and slump myself down on it.

"I already hate these things"

"Well then maybe you should ask for help next time instead of thinking you're spiderwoman"

"Spiderwoman ? Pft, please if I was a superhero shooting webs out my fingers wouldn't be a power I'd want to have"

"That's, that's not what spiderman does", he tries to hold back his laughter making me even more annoyed about this situation that I already am.

"I'll take your word for it"

"Wait, are you trying to tell me you haven't seen any spiderman movies before?"

"Look at me . Do I look like the type of person who watches superheroes?"

"No, you look like the type who watches the sad love stories and cries. So how about we change it up and watch just one Spider-Man movie?"

"No thanks, I'm okay. I'm sure I will survive without having to watch a man in lycra swinging from a web"

"Woah, woah hold on and back it up! You can't disrespect him like that"

"Taehyung, I hate to be the one to tell you this but he's not real"

"Haha, next you'll be telling me Santa isn't real"

"Well....", I shrug my shoulders.

"Wait, he's not?! My parents have been lying to me my entire life?!, he says it with such a serious expression I start to wonder if he actually did believe and I just ruined it for him.

"I'm messing with you Lana, I know Santa isn't real but come Christmas you're welcome to sit on my lap and tell me what you want. In fact we don't even have to wait until then", he sits down on the sofa beside me and pats his lap.

"Really?"

"No, not really...not right now. We should really wait until your ankle is better first", he puts an arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. "So, which Spiderman movie do you want to watch?"

I'm suddenly very aware of just how close we are. I need to leave, this cannot happen. I can't let it happen.

"None", I get up from the sofa and reach for my crutches.

"Where are you going?"

"My room. I've had more than enough of you for one day"

"Oh Princess you know you still want more of me"

"See that, that right there is exactly why I've had enough of you", I angrily wobble away from him on my crutches.

"Do you need help?"

"NO!", I snap back at him.

Finally making it to my bedroom a few minutes later I close the door fully before changing into my pajamas.

Okay, I try and change but end up settling with just an oversized shirt to make it easier for myself and then slump down on my bed using an extra pillow to keep my foot elevated.

Now I'm lying down I'm starting to feel the drowsy effect of the pain meds I took in the car on the way home. Reaching over I pull the sheet over me and drift off to sleep.

When I open my eyes some time later it's dark...and I need to use the bathroom. Figuring I'll be okay to hobble across the hallway to the bathroom I leave my crutches resting against the wall next to my bed and almost make it out of my bedroom door when I lose my balance and fall to the ground.