November
15 | Mediation Part One
Sunday, November 5, 2017
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Insanity:
The level of emotions my roommates had over completely meaningless things.
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"I think he finally got the message." (1)
I rolled my eyes as Ashley and I sat on the couch after church on Sunday afternoon, scrolling through our phones. "This is the first time since last Saturday that I haven't gotten a text from him asking to hang out."
"You've officially ghosted someone." Ashley laughed, "I'm proud of you, girl. The fact that he didn't get the message a week ago just shows how dense he is."
I nodded. I felt slightly guilty for ghosting the guy—I had never intended on doing so, but after making excuses as to why I couldn't hang out for three days in a row, I didn't know what else to say after that. (2) So, I simply stopped replying. I had heard all of the jokes about college girls being terrible and just ghosting every guy in sight, so I felt bad about it...but remembering how awful last Saturday had been made me feel a bit less guilty.
"What time is Rebecca coming?" Ashley asked idly, "I'm not prepared to deal with them right now."
"3:00." I replied, "And trust me, same here."
Rebecca Ender, our RA, had been requested in our apartment by Samantha and Madison. They had informed Ashley and I about the fact that she would be coming by to hold a mediation with the four of us, despite the fact that they wouldn't tell either of us why they wanted a mediation.
"I don't understand why they can't just talk to us." I muttered, glancing towards the kitchen to make sure they hadn't walked in, "Like...we're not children, we're capable of solving our problems by ourselves."
"I have no idea." Ashley shook her head, "Although we do live with children, Morgan."
I shrugged.
"Yeah, you're right."
We sat in silence for a few more minutes before a knock sounded on the apartment door.
"I'll get it!" A voice cried from the other hallway as Madison came barreling out of our room and into the front of the apartment. She swung the door open and met Rebecca with a huge hug before letting her into the apartment.
"Getting that bias on early, I see." I whispered to Ashley as we both stood up to say hello to Rebecca. Samantha walked into the room a few seconds later and nodded her hello before sitting down next to Madison on the couch opposite Ashley and I. Rebecca pulled one of the chairs out from our kitchen table and set it down between the two couches, forming a sort of skewed circle around the coffee table that Ashley and Paige had stolen for my birthday and never returned.
"So, ladies, do we all know why this mediation was called today?"
Samantha and Madison exchanged looks while Ashley and I shook our heads.
"We have no idea, honestly." I said, "We weren't informed of anything other than the time." (3)
"I see." Rebecca nodded, "Well, if it's alright with Madison and Samantha, I'd be more than happy to let you know what's going on here."
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