Grabbing some comfy clothes, I made my way into the bathroom and groaned as I saw the mess that was me. I shoved all of Tina’s items over to her side of the counter and reorganized my side. I had no idea why she moved my stuff around, but it drove me crazy. The girl was like Pig Pen from Charlie Brown. The only difference between her and the cartoon character was instead of a dust cloud following her—it looked like she was practicing Used-Container-Art while trying to recreate the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

I stripped in a way that would make my mother cringe as all my clothes ended up on the floor in a single lump, but I didn’t care. I still had a couple of hours of studying to get done before I could go to bed and would be up early for my morning run.

Setting the water on hot, I jumped inside the shower, letting the day’s stress ease away as the heat soaked into my skin. I was starting to feel sleepy and decided to get out and make myself a coffee, so I could get some much-needed homework done. I threw my hair up in a towel and pulled on my comfy pants and T-shirt before heading back out into the bedroom area.

As I was making a coffee, my phone began vibrating on my desk. I jogged over to get it and then rolled my eyes when I saw Peter’s name.

How had I put up with this guy for so long?

Peter: Are you coming over tonight? It’s getting late, and I’m tired.

Me: No, I told you that I wasn’t.

Peter: Why not? I thought you’d want to spend the night.

Me: You mean you want to know why I’m not rushing over to have sex with you?

Peter: There is no need to be so crude or rude, Kirby.

I seriously couldn’t believe this guy. It was like he never saw a single thing he did as wrong. He never apologized for anything, and texting for a booty call set my rage on edge.

Me: How am I wrong? Was there another reason you wanted me to come over?

Peter: Fine, whatever, if you don’t want to come over, then don’t.

I could practically feel him sulking through the phone.

Me: Peter, I told you I had work, and then I needed to study before I could get four hours of sleep. Hopefully.

Peter: See, this stupid job is already getting in the way of our relationship, and its only been one night.