just another roomie

Do you ever wonder how it is to be locked up?

Well let me tell you from my experience it’s no fun at all.

It has only been three days but I am getting bored already.

All I want to do is go out and talk to Rachel, admit everything to her and just accept my punishment.

But I guess I’m still too much of a coward.

So I wait every night for her to retreat to her room and once I am sure she is asleep, then I move to restock my food and energy supplies.

Since I don’t have much to do in my room, either I work out, play games, or I am cleaning.

Yes, I am cleaning my room.

So what?

Not every guy is a pig when it comes to his room.

But it is starting to get boring.

I think even my best friend is getting sick of me moaning about the situation.

But who can blame him.

Since I have nothing to do, I bug him all day long.

And I mean it literally.

I check in with him in the morning, to see what he is up to, if there is anything new in our company and if our game is progressing as planned.

Of course I’ve heard all about the new hot secretary at least 5 times a day ever since the day she started working.

Looks like the little she devil has the whole company wrapped around her pinky finger already.

Since it’s already 5pm I decided to give him a call.

He picked up after the first ring so I guess it wasn’t so bad, or he would ignore me by now.

“Please tell me you stopped being a pussy and confronted your roomie already.”

“Hey Brandon. How are you? It is so good to hear your pleasant voice. Do you miss me?”

He started laughing on the other side of the line.

“Hey Mas, I am ok thank you. But I do have a surprise for you. I am coming your way because you need to get your head out of your ass and it seems you can’t do it on your own.”

Now it was my time to laugh. No wonder we were best friends for years.

Let’s be honest.

We were both idiots

“Sure, you can come over, just make sure you bring me some energy drinks. You know what kind I drink, and move faster. I am Running low on energy right now.”

We ended our call soon after.

He will be here in minutes anyways.

After only five minutes I heard a knock at the front door.

I made sure the coast was clean and pretty much ran to open the door.

I started pushing Brandon towards my room but he stood there like a sculpture made of stone.

“Come on man, what’s wrong with you, move it before my rookie comes out of her room.”

But it looks like my best friend had the exact opposite idea in his head because he moved to the living room and parked his ass on the couch.

“See Mas, that’s your problem. You are hiding from her like a criminal. Just face her, get things over with and take back control over your life.”

Just at that moment Rachel came out of her room.

“Hi Mason. I hope you are doing better. Aron told me you called in sick.”

I looked at her and felt guilt settle in my stomach.

But then her eyes caught a glimpse of Brandon.

“Oh. Hi Brandon. I didn’t know you guys knew each other.”

Brandon looked from me to Rachel a few times before he spoke.

“Wait. Do I understand everything correctly here? You two are roomies?”

He looked shocked but hey I did tell him all about Rachel, except her name.

“Also hi Rachel. And yes me and this asshole go way back. We became best friends after he joined our company. I was his mentor at the start, but I guess I can admit he taught me more than I did him.”

After that we spent some time together chatting until it was time for Brandon to go home to his wife and kid.

I went with him to lock behind him but before he left he turned my way and fake whispered.

“I know you said your roomie is hot, but you didn’t say she was Rachel. Because let’s be honest she is drop dead gorgeous.”

“Don’t make me tell on you to your wife Brandon.”

“Asshole. I didn’t mean it like that. You know I love my wife, but it doesn’t mean I am blind. But I will tell you this only once. Get things right with her. She is a good woman.”

After he was gone I thought about his words for a second and of course I realized he was right.

I moved back to the living room thinking maybe I could watch a movie.

But as I rounded the corner there stood Rachel with a smug smirk on her face.

“So you think I am hot huh?”

Fuck.

My.

Life.