So I’ve been living here all alone for a month now. Nice apartment, I can do whatever I want, there is no one here to bother me. It’s been lonely at times, and I’m kind of sick of cooking for 1 (I never cook good stuff because I don’t want to eat it for a week).
However, today, when I checked the mail, there was something in it for Ben. And it hit me – in a week, I will have a roommate. And in another week, I’ll have a second roommate. AND THEY’RE BOTH BOYS.
How weird! I mean, Matt and Ben are two of my favorite people ever, and I am super excited about living with my best friends. But . . . they’re boys. And as cool as they are and as much as I love them, they’re still boys. I mean, they’ll get icky. And they’ll act all boyish. And I won’t be able to walk around the apartment all nekkid (admit it, you do it too).
Anybody got tips on having a roommate of the opposite sex in a VERY nonsexual way?
I'm Lindsey, and thanks so much for stopping by Suspension of Disbelief.
