You walked into the college dorm room, ready to meet your roommate. You hoped that your roommate was someone you could get along with, someone who would listen, and do their share of work. You opened the door, and your jaw dropped. You weren't sure if it was the fact that you had a guy for a roommate when you had requested a girl, or if it was the fact that the guy was hot.
After a few months, you and (bias), your roommate, became good friends, and you even developed a crush on them. They liked you too, but never said anything. One night, you both went to a frat party, and he got drunk. You hadn't drank, so you were fine. You both walked back to your room, and you went to lay him in your bed to make sure he would be okay, but as you went to walk away, his hands slipped around your waist and pulled you onto him.
"Come on~ I only went out to have some fun and you took that from me when you dragged me here..." he mumbled. You rolled your eyes, telling him he was drunk and trying move away, but it was no use. His grip tightened and he flipped the two of you over, leaning down.
"Won't you at least let me have some fun with you...?~"
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