Chapter 7. First Day

MICHELLE

As soon as I was done brushing my teeth, I returned to the position I had been before, with the covers covering me up to my chest.

“Goodnight, Mike…” Devon said, to which I responded with a hum, but then I jumped when the light flickered off, painfully aware of every sound Devon made as he climbed into his own bed for the night.

I didn’t mind the darkness at all; in fact, I found comfort in the plush mattress as I watched the shadows creep down the walls.

It was easier to think in the dark…

In the absence of sound…

However, the stillness revealed other causes for concern. I might divulge all of my private information without even realizing it. And after finding out that I would be sharing a room, I was determined to be a considerate and helpful roommate.

If I added snoring to the list of things that make Devon think I was a weirdo, that I was so strange, he may ask for a new roommate, and I could get stuck with someone like the big