It’s a rainy Saturday night.
You have a big final Monday morning so you decided to stay in and catch up on some reading. Both of your roommates went out. No one else is home. The wind pushes branches against your window.
Screech. Wreeeeeek. Slam.
You look around clearly spooked. But you stay calm. You tell yourself something along the lines of it’s just the wind or it’s an old building.
You keep reading. Every so often you dart your eyes across the room wishing your roommates were home.
The clock strikes one then two and finally, three am.
The doorknob rattles. Your eyes grow wider and wider until they fall. In walks what looks like a zombie but is really just an overly intoxicated princess.
She stumbles to her room stopping only to mumble about a pizza. You ask when it’s getting here and as if by magic she stops composes herself and says “ I didn’t even order it.”
Like a domino, she falls into her bed, princess’ crown and all.
You sit back on the couch and try to focus on your reading. The rain hasn’t stopped. The wind is cackling. You think to yourself that Fall is a real witch. All of the sudden, the doorknob begins to rattle once more.
Falling through the door like an elephant escaping attack, your other roommate, the mouse walks in. Her mouse ears now being worn as a necklace. She stops and stares at you. One second, two seconds, 3 sec- she threw up.
The floor is now covered in vomit. You quickly clean up your mousy roommate and are about to clean up the vomit when the doorbell rings.
How much worse could it get you wonder?
The nightmare continues because your first roommate, the princess, actually did order food only it wasn’t pizza.
IT WAS A SALAD.
Now, the floor is covered in vomit, there is a salad delivery man waiting to be paid and both roommates are sound asleep.
So what do you do?What can you do? More importantly, who delivers salad at 3 am?
Happy Halloween from College Rentals.
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