I remember how my stomach jumped as the door unlocked and quietly opened.
Oh God, I thought to myself as I resumed my attitude of sleep in my bed. My roommate’s keys jingled as she tossed them and her jacket onto the bed right next to me. I opened my eyes slightly to see her short figure standing in the middle of the room. Even without my contacts in I could feel her eyes on me. I pulled the blanket up over my face so she couldn’t see the grin I felt forming. I hated and loved the way that my roommate’s presence could make me smile even in the tensest and most inappropriate of moments. I braced myself for the question I knew was coming.
“What’s up with you tonight?