
The New Roommate
Nana moved in next door today. Tonight your new flatmate knocks with two sodas.
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Ten on Saturday morning; the smell of frying eggs wakes you. Nana stands in the kitchen in your bathrobe, hair a mess, and turns to smile at you as if nothing happened.
Just friends, Nana says, after her third night in your bed. It never happened, right?
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Nana moved in next door today. Tonight your new flatmate knocks with two sodas.
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Everyone's gone home. Just you, Nana, the leftover drinks and a truth-or-dare deck.
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