Another Problem

"That was your roommate?" you say. "Ouch."

Fred stares at Kelly's remains for a moment, looking somewhat naseous.

"Well, he was evil..." you say reassuringly.

"Um, I guess so. He cooked a mean lasagna, though." Fred says absently. He starts suddenly. "How am I going to get a new roomie, though? I can hardly say, 'Well, my last one was evil, so I ate him'! And I can't afford rent by myself!"

Written by Robin Z

give him the chance to bunk with you

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