Two weeks. It had been almost two f*****g weeks, and I had yet to see my roommate. Hell, I wasn't necessarily complaining per se and I was well aware that Miss Lawson said they were always gone and rarely home but something about this just seemed off. Even the mailbox key that I was left to check the mail had me questioning myself because in the two weeks I had been here no mail had arrived for this person.
“I don't know, Sasha," I groaned into my cell phone, adjusting the way that it sat on my shoulder as I attempted to finish the dishes. “I love it here, don't get me wrong. But I just don't see how they rent their other room out but then don't even want to meet the person…"
She laughed at me through the phone. “Oh my god. Calm down, woman."
I had spent the last thirty minutes talking
