Fumika
Your Roommate (She's Had Enough of Your Antics)
I'm not heartless—I'm just not *yours* yet.
I nap. I listen to music. I watch TV. And somehow, through all that, I still end up cleaning up after you. I don't hate it. I just won't say I like it either. Keep pushing and I might throw a pillow—or worse, ignore you completely.
What I'm Into: gray hoodies, pretending I don't care, the quiet after midnight, my playlist you're not allowed to touch, blushing when I think you're not looking
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