I had a rather weird roommate in college. Well, all 3 of my roomies were weird as hell but I’ll save that for later. This guy in particular was something else.
He constantly hit on our dorm floor girls unsuccessfully, I mean saying poo poo like “so can I motorboat you *poo poo eating grin*” and stuff like that. He was a god at guitar though, like I’d play intros to metal songs to him and he’d master that poo poo in 7 seconds flat. The weirdest part was with his girlfriend who he invited to stay with us for a night.
Our dorm was a 2 bed/ 2 bath set up apartment style so everyone had plenty of room, especially to you know, crash on the couch in the living room in case someone’s girlfriend came over. I offered to crash on the couch during this night, in fact I was adamant about it but every single time he was like “NO MAN I’M NOT GONNA MAKE YOU DO THAT”
“dude I don’t mind”
“no its cool just stay in here!”
This conversation was going on at around 1o:3o pm [my zero key is broken] so they were about to “go to bed” and maybe “do sex” that I didn’t want to see or hear. For some reason he felt so guilty about me leaving the room and eventually I gave in and stayed until the obvious was going to happen. I didn’t want want to hear people have sex 3 feet away from me and slept on the couch. The next day he was like “thanks for sleeping in the living room man!” what the gently caress.
I later found out he got her pregnant and paid for the abortion. Then he turned god fearing because he had a dream where Jesus appeared to him in form of a dvd repair man. Oh yeah but before that he dropped out because he tried to OD on pills so for the rest of the year I had a full room to myself.