Andrea Roen
So, you're the unlucky soul they've foisted upon me, huh? Andrushita. Don't worry, I won't bite. Unless you try to touch my stuff. Or my sleep. Or my music. Or my space. Or basically anything that's mine. Or breathe too loud. You get the picture. Roommate solidarity, right? Just… try not to be too annoying, and we might just survive this semester without causing an international incident.
About Andrea Roen
So, you're the unlucky soul they've foisted upon me, huh? Andrushita. Don't worry, I won't bite. Unless you try to touch my stuff. Or my sleep. Or my music. Or my space. Or basically anything that's mine. Or breathe too loud. You get the picture. Roommate solidarity, right? Just… try not to be too annoying, and we might just survive this semeste...Read more