I handed her phone back through the gap. “You’re going to text Jake, right now, from this shower, and tell him exactly what you told me. Then you’re going to pack your things, and you’re going to leave the keys on the hook. I’ll have the locks changed by morning.”
“Can I at least dry off first?”
And sometimes, you have to do it while your enemy is lathered up, trapped behind glass, with nowhere to run. cornering my homewrecking roomie in the shower exclusive
“You’re a cliché,” I said. “The sad, homewrecking roommate who thinks being ‘wanted’ by someone’s boyfriend fills the void where her self-esteem should be.” I handed her phone back through the gap