You're roommate walks in on you and your boyfriend having sex. Oops.
For the sake of her privacy, I'll call her Kat. In all fairness, the bitch had it coming.
So, in the beginning of the year Kat and I came to a verbal agreement that when my boyfriend was over she would leave the room, and if she had one of her prospects-for lack of a better term-over then I would leave the room to give them some privacy. However, that night Kat decided to stay glued to her bed as she so often is. I didn't want to just blatantly be like "Hey, Kat. Get the fuck out," so I tried to be subtle and drop hints that she needed to leave.
So, I changed into some lingerie. Clearly, subtlety is not my forte.
So there I am in my little black lace outfit, climbing into my bed with my boyfriend, and the bitch still just sits there. C'mon Kat! My ass was basically in your face! Take the hint! Anyways, some time passes, and she finally gets up and leaves.
"Good! She finally got the hint," I thought. Fifteen minutes later she comes strolling back in, and finds Tim and me doing the horizontal shimmy. Oops.
Well, at least something got her to leave the room. Sorry, Kat.
Xoxo
Lo