Last week, I said some mean things to my roommate about the window situation, and then, it was fixed. It was nice, and I was pleased I had finally gotten through to her.
Then it was open last night. It was a nice week. I already miss it.
Everytime I think "Okay, now this drama is over," it comes up again.
I'm hoping she goes out and gets drunk tonight so she can't control anything.
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