At 1:00 AM, Charlie meditated.
At 2:00 AM, Charlie tossed and turned in bed.
At 3:00 AM, Charlie jerked up. She let out a silent scream, ‘Aaaaaaaaahhhhh! Fuck you, Taylor!’
Charlie felt hopeless. She could not sleep! What was she ever going to do?
She had already decided to be a good girl and never get involved with a boy until she turned twenty-five. She was now contented that she and Luke had broken up, so she did not have to live with the guilt of lying to her parents!
But what was this? There was a brewing temptation in the next room, which was very inviting.
Her ‘Guardian Angel’ was not helping at all. Her ‘Inner Devil,’ on the other hand, seemed biased!
Thus, Charlie did what she thought was best. At around 3:30 AM, she called her big sister.
“Charlie?” Freya answered on the other line. “Why are you calling me so late?”
“Sis, I’m in trouble,” Charlie revealed. She hugged her knees in the bed while holding her phone up.
“What sort of trouble? Is it Luke? Tell me, and I’ll take care of him, once and for all,” Freya suggested.
“No, it isn’t Luke.” Charlie sighed and admitted, “I think I got into bigger trouble.”
“Tell me. Big sis will listen,” Freya offered.
“It’s about my roommate,” Charlie said.
“Tanya Dawson, right?” Freya asked.
“Well, that’s the thing. I thought I would be roommates with Tanya Dawson, but I ended up being roommates with her cousin,” Charlie said. “Freya, I am living with a guy.”
“Oh, my god!” Freya reacted. “Is he hurting you?”
“No, he isn’t.” Charlie said, “He is making me feel strange.”
“How strange?” Freya asked.
“Yeah. He was seducing me earlier, saying he’d leave his door open for me,” Charlie revealed.
“What? Haha! How confident is he?” Freya remarked. Her sister wavered but soon said, “Get a picture. Get a good one.”
Charlie bit her lip. Her eyes wandered to the door for a second before she agreed, “Okay.”
Slowly but surely, Charlie made it to Taylor’s room. She was pretty impressed! For a guy, his room was squeaky clean!
Taylor only had his bedside lamp on, but the light was enough to take a good picture of him. The only problem was he was sleeping face down. Charlie only got an image of his face and his sexy back.
Yes, Taylor appeared to be sleeping half-naked.
After taking two pictures, Charlie rushed out, but as soon as she reached her door, Freya said, “It’s not so clear. Go back and turn on the lights!”
“What?” Charlie reacted. As she spoke, she tried to keep her voice down. “Are you crazy? I don’t want to wake him up.”
“He is sleeping like a log! Men are not light sleepers! I tell you! Remember our brothers? An earthquake would happen, and they’d still doze off!” Freya insisted.
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