When Good Roommates Go Creepy
Sunday: I got annoyed and made her bed and folded her clothes and cleaned up her desk. They had been laying on her desk for 2 months now. I couldn't handle it anymore. Afterwards I called and left what I thought was an angry message on her cell, demanding that she call me back. When I repeated it to the BF he didn't think it was that angry, but I think it got the point across.
Today: I went and bought some hair dye, got back from CVS and started looking for an old towel in my closet. I moved my bridesmaid shirt to the side because it was hanging in front of my closet. Wait a sec. Last night I hung it on the front of her closet, ya know since no one is using it. Suspicious, I open her closet. Nothing! All her clothes are gone, and even the giant dirty clothes basket that had been filled for the last two months was gone! I checked the dresser, same thing. Weird. Mostly creepy though. It feels like a stranger was creeping around my room...
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Roommates are the WORST.
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