Sam Fletcher, moving in with his new flatmate

The sound of squeaky suitcase wheels hit me through my mindless reddit scrolling. Impatient to meet my new flatmate, I got up and ran to the door. Interrupting the knocking, I swung the door open…to the biggest pair of tits I'd ever seen.

Don't think I'm completely obsessed with tits. Normally I look a girl in the face first and get to know her, before I even think about her chest. But this was different. You'd understand if you saw her.

"As much as I was expecting this", her voice startled me out my gaping, "please don't."

"Sorry." My sheepish voice came out as I looked up to her face. "That's not normal. I'm not usually a starer. Anyway, I'm Sam, and you must be Kate. "

"That's me." She answered, shaking my hand. "And yes, it is normal. I've never met anyone who didn't stare. It's a fucking pain."

"Doesn't make me feel that much better, but at least I'm not alone in making a bad first impression. Need a hand with your bags?"

Ten minutes later, after bringing in some bags that were heavier than I expected, we crashed on the couch, both of us exhausted after each of us having a long day driving.

"You missed the tour." I told Kate. "Chelsea's gone home already. She should be back tomorrow."

"Chelsea?"

"Oh, the landlady. Despite the whole 'Mrs Marsh' thing in her emails, she wants to be really casual with us."

"Good. Hopefully she's better than my last landlord. He was a total dick. Kept popping up at random times acting all creepy, found a couple of hidden cameras, 99% sure he was just trying to get in my pants."

I better not say I can't blame him, I thought. Pretty sure she knows I'm thinking it, though. An awkward silence followed, both of us knowing what I'd been thinking, and neither of us liking it.

Kate broke the silence. "Well I'd best go have a shower. My car A/C is broken and I sweated out a lake on the way here."

"Sounds good. I'll get dinner ready while I wait. Lasagne sound good?"

"Dinner's getting cold!" I yelled into the bathroom. "You still in there?"

"Yeeesss" came the reply. Sure, it was Kate's voice, but it sounded like she was sleep talking. Same light voice, just slurred, and with no emotion or energy behind it.

"You sound like you're drunk or something." Even I could hear the concern in my own voice. "All good if I come in?"

Again, the same slow "yeeesss" came from Kate.

I opened the door, and was utterly surprised by the sight that greeted me. Kate, stark naked, gaping at the mirror. I could just make out her face in the slanted mirror, and there was no emotion on it.

"Are you OK?" I asked.

"Yeeesss"

"What happened?"

"I saaw my booobs inn the miirror"

A/N: Sorry if updates come slowly, I'm pretty busy and this isn't at the top of my hobby priority list.