it's not paradise, it's sheer torture!

With the dust of the furniture settling in, Lane and I gazed at the newly furbished room. We had set everything up for her quick transition, even sneakily added another nightstand near the door. That way, we could fan out magazines to our visitors' liking aside a ceramic bowl that would hold all of our loose change and cellphones. All that was needed was her belongings, but for now, temporary bedding would suffice. We rejoiced in the completion of our cleaning day, and looked towards our new future as roommates. Lane and I tucked ourselves in with a nice movie, UP!, and fell asleep side by side. Then, the morning after ruined everything.

We should have foreseen it was too good to be true. Several forgotten alarms woke us up abruptly, and Lane finally pushed herself out of bed to have breakfast with Jerel. I lay in bed, irritated by the half asleep walk I just attempted to turn off my cellphone, which was now on the other side of the room, in our bowl. I collapsed in my bed once more, and thought that an hour of laying in bed, too lazy to get up but not tired in enough to fall asleep, would be just what I needed. That's when my room was invaded by monsters.

One of these monsters was the roommate Kylie forgot to tell me about, when earlier, Lane and I specifically asked her if it was okay for Lane to transfer to my room. "Oh, it'll be no problem," she told us, "you don't have a  roommate scheduled for your room!" This remark was shortly followed by the side note of, "...So here's the thing, my curry is cold. Want to go heat it up?" Lane and I turned to each other, shrugged and did the deed, too excited about the good news to care how out of the way it was. It was with Kylie that my roommate now stood, imposing on our potential term; our sparkling future of laughter, late nights, and best friends; our ROOM!

"Here's your new roommate!" Kylie cheerfully gestured toward this invader. The new tenant's mother stood just behind her, a support that she would need to get though my vivid glares. 'No,' I decided, 'I won't be mean just yet.' Although some of my stuff was on her side. Lane and I had not planned for this. I had to remove the temporary bedding, a small box of belongings from the closet, a calculator from the desk. "Keala! Love you to death but..." Kylie's eyes widened in an expression that clearly meant why-is-all-your-shiz-on-her-side?!

"I'm SO sorry, I didn't know I was going to have a new roommate, and I was cleaning-" I sputtered. My roommate's mom quickly came to my aid.

"Oh that's okay sweetie. You just lost a best friend [my other roommate she assumed], I would have done the same thing!" Her comment was meant to be kind, but all I could think was, 'Get your filthy hand off my shoulder you monster! You gave birth to this... this... intruder, so don't you dare think that any of this is okay!!!' I was furious. I hid it well, apologizing over and over for my inconvenience, and quickly mended my mistake by taking everything off her side. The hale mom came in to check on my progress, and quickly insisted I put the extra nightstand in its proper room.

I broke the news to Lane. She wasn't happy either. Needless to say, we threw a couple of chairs.

The entire situation is still very infuriating, but somehow we'll manage. Our room is infested with everything that is bad in this world, not to mention the worst part.

The rest of the hallway is being entirely occupied by FOBs.

Eff my life.