You're Staying Put, You've Got An Incoming Roommate

Well, today's the day. When my old roommate got kicked out of school, I thought I had won the lottery. The guy was just an awful roommate. He just hung around the room all day and night watching porn. He was absolutely fixated on the various kinks and fetishes women from countries around the world. Given the fact he barely left the room for food, much less classes, it really wasn’t a surprise that he flunked out by midterms.

While I certainly have my own...predilections, finding my dream woman is something I've put on the back burner until I get my degree and get a job. I had hoped, briefly, that given the timing of his exodus, this double room would be all mine for at least the rest of the semester.

Unfortunately, less than a week after my former roommate moved out I got notice from the Housing Department that a new student would be moving in on Friday, today. They were surprisingly vague about any details of the new student. They wouldn’t tell me their name, major, ANYTHING, except the fact that they were an international student coming to study here for “the time being.”

Surprisingly, I haven’t seen or heard anything all day, so rather than wait around, I opted to go to dinner. Walking through the hall afterwards, I noticed that my room door is ajar. “Damn, I guess they showed up after all. Well, guess we might as well get this over with.” As I opened up the door I saw…