Serendipity || Boruto university AU

ROOMMATES | Chapter Three

The picture above is how Mitsuki looks when he is older.

CHAPTER THREE

ROOMMATES

HIMAWARI UZUMAKI

When you are Doctor Seuss and you have an idea, you make a children's book.

It's just what you do.

Similarly, when you are a sixteen year old girl, and you open the door to someone bathing with the bathroom door open, you check whose inside.

It's just what you do.

"Aaah!" I squeaked as I entered. What did I get to see the beautiful sight of? An open bathroom door and a man singing "We are Never Ever Getting Back Together", in a bubble bath. So, what did I do? Check who the amazing singer is.

I hummed, closed the door to our dorm, grabbed a chair from the man's desk, and placed it in front of the bubble bath, luckily he had a curtain. Hmm? Should I open the curtain?

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HELL YES I SHOULD!

"WE! ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER~~!" I hear him sing. "YOUR FRIENDS TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS TALK TO MY FRIENDS TALK TO ME! BUT WEE~ ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER!" Then he stood in the bath, I see his silhouette through the curtain, "Like, ever." He sits back down. It's time to open the curtain.

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"OPEN SESAME!" I squeaked as I opened the curtain. What did I see? Just a lonely blue-headed person. "I'm Himawari, your new roommate."

"Hi new roommate!" He smiled, "I'm Mitsuki."

"Nice to meet'cha, Mitsuki." I offered my hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Himawari." He smiled, and shook my hand.

"You're a good singer." I commented.

"Really? People say I suck."

"Hell naw man! You rock Tay Tay all day!"

"Thanks bro."

"You're welcome, bro."

We'll be the best of friends.

I was about to leave him be to his singing and unpack my things when I heard him say, "I may or may not of gotten a towel and/or change of clothes."

I laughed at him, "Really?"

"Well ya see, it was just me in this dorm until like two minutes ago and I could freely shake my naked booty here."

"Ah, true, true." I nodded my head in understanding.

"Where's your pajamas, bro?" I exited and yelled.

"My pjs?" He replied innocently.

"Yeah, bro."

"Dresser near the desk. Ya see it?"

"Mhm." I opened the dresser, sifted through the first drawer, realized it was underwear and yelled back. "Which drawer?!"