Your Flatmate in the Open
OK, when I say I have a confession to make I really mean you have a confession to make.
That’s right. Go ahead.
Nothing? You always were a bit shy.
Alright, I’ll make easy for you. Since you’ve moved in I’ve noticed you watching me.
No, don’t look away now. The other day in my room…
An accident? If you barged in on me like you said why did you stand there behind my door for five whole minutes before you said something?
Yes, I knew you were there the whole time. Each time it happens I go along with your little charade and pretend not to notice. So suppose I haven’t really been truthful either.
However, now enough is enough. I’m sick of it and frankly quite disappointed in you. How do expect to keep living here with me after sneaking around like this?
Only after you apologize may you