Illustrations by Briana Gagnier for Lonny.
The Constant Roommate
The roommate I shared a room with my junior year in college started out seemingly normal and friendly enough. Her true colors, however, would reveal themselves before our first semester living together was even halfway over.

Those true colors turned out to involve never leaving the house, much less our room, except for a couple classes and work. The rest of the time? Spent watching Ethiopian soap operas on her bed. And the best part? She definitely thought I was the crazy roommate, if only because I enjoyed an actual social life.