Ugh, I had a roommate like that. Only we shared a room and she decided to invite her boyfriend to spend the night and didn't even tell me -- I overheard her complaining to our suitemate that her dad was being a bit obtuse regarding where her boyfriend would sleep. Which was in bed, obviously, with her. Two feet away from my bed. And I wasn't supposed to have a say in this? Luckily they came home drunk (and loud, right when I'd just started to fall asleep) and she was apparently pissed at him, so she locked him out of our room and I got my awkward-free shut-eye, only to be awoken at the crack of dawn the next morning by him and his dumbass friends banging on the door. Which she, of course, slept through.
This was my long-winded way of saying, I sympathize.
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This was my long-winded way of saying, I sympathize.
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