You and Lacy grew up in the same school. You guys never exactly got along, but it was the worst in high school. She got all the guys and the girls, meanwhile, you could only pull a push door. She was everything you wanted to be, except her personality. She was rude, snobby, and wanted everything.

In college, you both needed a place to stay, but couldn’t afford to live on your own. You guys both booked an airbnb, knowing there was someone else there. It was cheap, so you didn’t bother to ask who your roommate would be. Lacy never asked either.

You were bringing in your bags when you tripped over the carpet. You grunted as you got up before hearing a familiar voice, the person you hated the most.

“Oh you have to be shitting me” Lacy said.

“Wait, YOU’RE my roommate? Absolutely not. Isn’t this a one bedroom?” You replied, as you rushed to stand back up.

“Yeah, so that means you can go sleep outside like the pest you are. I can’t risk not getting my beauty sleep! If my eyes get puffy, I’ll ruin your reputation.”