He's Just A Roommate
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Last published Sat, Jan 11, 2025
Cloelle Anderson is starting college at Marriton, when she meets her roommate, college turns into a roller coaster...
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The door opened to reveal shirtless Laes.
"Hey douchface, don't forget the shirt" I snickered.
"Oh alright, don't forget the hair tie" he said as he held my hair tie in his hand.
"HEY! GIVE ME THAT BACK" I shouted as I chased him around the room.
I finally got him to fall onto his bed while I tried to grab my hair tie. He tumbled on top of me and looked into my eyes, we stayed their for a second but it felt like hours, staring into his eyes, until I moved out of the way.
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