I look away, and he laughs, walking towards the door. Instead, and to my shock, he pulls the covers off him, and gets up. He looks almost taken aback by that comment but doesn't say anything. "And for compensation for hearing you two banging all night." I think it is only fair you get up of your ass" I emphasize, "and get us some beers" I smile at him. I follow his movements and see that there is no boxer line. Soon enough the game finishes and he looks pointedly at me.
"I'm good at everything" I joke, swerving past another tackle of his. His green eyes are squinting at the screen and he's biting his lip in concentration. I look at him and grin at his furrowed face. "Fuck you, Sam, I thought you didn't play FIFA." I curve on of his tackles and he tsks at me. We play a few games and before I know it, it's been about half an hour. However, before I can stop myself I walk towards his bed and take up the space next to him. Knowing I have more work to do, I know I shouldn't. Opening a draw, he recovers another controller and motions me over. He leans over his bed and reaches for the bedside table. "Dude I didn't know she had a boyfriend." "Yeah she got a call" he gazes at me, "I think it was her boyfriend or something." He puts the controller down and rolls his eyes. "Sorry I heard the door slam" I reply, looking between him and the TV, feeling awkward for the intrusion. I'm insecure being in my weird-ass flannel pajamas now but I doubt he'll say anything. He's shirtless, and the bedding is wrapped over his bottom half. "Sam?" he says looking over at me, pausing the game.
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Inside, I find Nate in his bed, his face alight from his TV where he seems to be playing a game. I have a bad feeling, and against my better judgment, I open the door. I get up from my bed and make my way to Nate's room. After what feels like forever, I feel the eruption of Nates door shut, and almost jump out of my skin. The studying is harrowing and my eyes start to feel sleepy. I determine that enough is enough, and I reach for my headphones, drowning them out. She's a lot more vocal than he is, but there's no denying his occasional grunts. What I would do to get just a taste of her. However, years of pining got me nowhere - and here I am, three years after I first asked her out, studying in the room next-door while my friend bangs her for two hours. I used to have a crush on her but Nate never doesn't this. I pick up another book and try to look for that last highlighted section I made when their screams become louder.Īmy is hot. We haven't been around each other much lately. I looked okay in them so it didn't bother me too much, but Nate kept calling me Harry Potter. However, from all the studying I have been doing, I have had to wear my glasses. Don't get me wrong, I thought of myself as a good-looking guy - 5'11, brown hair, lean. I was not as blessed in the muscular department. Tall, dark, good at sport and very muscly. but recently it seems like they have been happening a lot more. We're pretty close, which is why I try and let these little moments slide. Like studying wasn't hard enough anyway, now I had to put up with my roommate and his girlfriend banging. I rub my forehead and shake my head at the painful ringing in my ears. It had been going on for about two hours now.