Blame Brandon

"Look," you say. "He came in here...and just...all his clothes, his objects, his stuff, was immediately on the floor. I got mad and we fought."

"Dude, what the fuck?" Brandon says. "You're just throwing me under the bus with the hot RA?"

God, the things he'll say out loud.

"Uh huh," she looks at how he handles himself, and that's enough to convince her of the situation. "You know...Brandon, was it?"

"Uh, yeah?" he says.

"Brandon, you live in a shared space, now. It's not your room at your mom and dad's house," there's some real anger baked in there. Resentment. "You need to figure your shit out and figure how to get organized. Do you understand?"

"Well yeah, but...I mean it was temporary. I was gonna put it away..."

"And how long is temporary?" She asks. "Having been with roommates I can tell you: the people who don't put things away day one are the same people who still have them out on week three. That's how it goes. Understood?"

"Yeah..." he glances at the ground. You almost start to feel sorry for him. "Understood."

She looks at you, and refers to her clipboard. "Noting Ryan as responsible and willing to keep things tidy...you seem like the type to volunteer to help, is that accurate?"

"Uh. I guess so?" You say.

"Good. If we need to take care of something around the dorms I'll consider you for grunt work," and for a moment, she examines your muscles. You can't help but notice a glint in her eye. Then she continues. "Unfortunately, I am a small asian girl, and I have the strength to go with it."

Not small in some ways, floats through your head. It is true that she's petite. But man those tits look massive on that petite frame.

"Anyway, nice to meet you, Ryan," she emphasizes. "I'm still going door to door. I'll see you two again, inevitably."

She heads out the door.

"Bro..." Brandon says. "Seriously not cool. Seriously."

"It's kind of your own fault," you say, suppressing how you actually feel bad for him.

"Whatever, man. I'll keep my shit clean from now on, I guess."

He walks away and lies down on his bunk, now facing toward the wall.