And that’s how I got to orchestrate a very beautiful group of people around a room while my evil roommate fumed. Her boyfriend had the sense to shuffle to Roberta’s side of the room.

Tinsley went to the closet. “All of this?”

“None of it. She wouldn’t let me have a closet.” I pointed under my bed where I had a few bins full of the clothes that I had been forced to move.

“Oh, that’s some hard bullshit.” Fred shook her head and squatted low to grab a few bins.

Austin stood on my bed and started rolling one of the two posters I had. “So all these Post-it notes? These are complaints about you?”

I nodded. Fiona walked over to Roberta and her boyfriend. I didn't hear what she said, but both of them recoiled.

“I think we need to keep all of these, Taylor. This is good evidence for you to get your dorm deposit back. This is some next-level stupidity.”

Parker and Endgame started the process of snatching the Post-it notes from the walls. Parker made sure to get the ones on Roberta’s side. His man business was swinging all over the place. Endgame lit a cigarette and pulled a multitool out of his pocket. He managed to get the TV off the wall. He stuck the wad of Post-it notes to the screen.

Austin and his friends were the most efficient stuff gatherers. Using a throw as a bag, they gathered all of my loose things. Everyone had an armful, Endgame with the TV. If it was a full ten minutes, I’d be surprised.

“Where can I find you when I figure out what you stole from me?”

Apparently, ten minutes was long enough for Roberta to snap out of her shock and be an asshole again.

Fiona stepped closer to Roberta. “What did I just say?”

Roberta’s dumb boyfriend pulled on her arm. “Yeah, maybe just be quiet.”

And for once, Roberta swallowed her words.

Austin motioned for me to go out first, and I didn’t have to talk to Roberta again.

There was a crowd now. Some were gawking, some were taking video. I was happy that Austin’s friends were covered up with my belongings, except for their butts. And they all had great butts.

When we got downstairs, they put my stuff in the bed of Parker’s truck before we went back up the stairwell and they got their clothes. Everyone redressed while Endgame and I stayed with the vehicles.

He still had his sunglasses on.

“Thanks for helping with this.” I broke the awkward silence.

He barely nodded.

Parker was the first one back in the parking lot, followed by Austin and Tinsley.

The laughter was catching on. Once Tinsley got going, everyone fell in, and even Endgame cracked a smile.