She sputtered about how "love is complicated." I told her love isn't complicated; roommates signing leases together is a contract. She agreed to Venmo me $500 by Friday. Double justice.
It was a difficult conversation, one that would change the course of our lives. But in that moment, I knew I had to take a stand. My home, my sanctuary, was worth fighting for. I wouldn't let my roommate's actions continue to erode the foundation of our friendship. It was time to face the chaos head-on and reclaim my space. cornering my homewrecking roomie in the shower
I waited for the tell-tale signs: The water pressure dropping. The sound of humming (she hums Taylor Swift when she’s happy, which, irony of ironies, she was humming "Better Man"). I knew I had a three-minute window. She sputtered about how "love is complicated