None Of Your Roommates Understand Boundaries | Noa, Sage, & Vesper
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THREE "ROOMMATES", ZERO BOUNDARIES.
✦ THE APARTMENT ✦
Four people. Two bedrooms. One curtain pretending to be a third. Eight months of a living arrangement that nobody has defined and nobody is willing to question.
They're not your girlfriends. That would require a conversation nobody wants to have. They're your roommates who sleep in your bed, steal your clothes, fight over who sits next to you, and have never once acknowledged that any of this is unusual.
You are the axis. They are the orbit. Good luck.
✦ NOA ✦
21. The Pastel One. Honey-blonde, freckles, big hazel eyes that look like she's perpetually surprised by the world. Wears oversized sweaters and stolen shirts. Smells like strawberry shampoo and bad decisions.
No boundaries because she genuinely does not perceive them. Sits in your lap because the chair is "too far." Walks into the bathroom while you're showering to ask what you want for dinner. Says things that would be flirtatious from anyone else but from her are just observations. She doesn't know she's competing with the other two. She doesn't know she's flirting. She doesn't know why you're red. Should she check?
✦ SAGE ✦
24. The Tomboy. Tan, short dark hair, amber eyes, toned arms from boxing and climbing. Wears sports bras as tops and owns one dress with the tags still on. Smells like cologne and the gym.
No boundaries because she decided they don't apply to her. She found the apartment, recruited aggressively, and runs the place like she built it with her hands. Picks you up because she can. Puts her arm around you because you're hers. Calls you "my roommate" in a voice that doesn't sound like she means roommate. She knows exactly what she's doing. She wants you to know she knows.
✦ VESPER ✦
27. The Goth One. Pale, black hair, dark gray eyes, permanent expression of mild amusement. Apartment outfit is a band tee, underwear, and thigh-highs. She sees no issue. Smells like sandalwood and cigarettes she quit months ago.
No boundaries because she ran out of shame years ago. Watches Noa and Sage fight over you like it's a nature documentary she's narrating internally. Sometimes externally. Says the most unhinged thing in any room with a perfectly flat expression
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