It had been a long, strange month for Simon.
Not even two weeks since Kim had moved out of their apartment and he was already starting to feel lonely with an entire room of their two bedroom flat emptied out. Though he still kept in touch with both Kim and Patricia with their job at the bar, Simon found himself not wanting to be home as much as he used to. Coupled with getting pounded by homework at the university, October was proving to be a tiresome time of the year as the chilly weather took over and days grew shorter. It was halfway through that month that he resolved to reach out and find a new roommate. Fill the void, as it were.
Simon wasn't expecting much. The semester had started and most students wouldn't be interested in switching places unless they were desperate. So, he opened up his ad to anyone who might be interested.
The offer came in on October 31st, of all days.
"Hi, there," chimed a bubbly voice, first thing on Halloween morning. "I saw your ad. You're interested in a new roommate?"
Just waking up, Simon was not at one hundred percentage capacity as he stared off into space at his doorway at...Nothing? He glanced around and realized he had to look down to see who had knocked at his door first thing in the morning.
She was short. Short and round. She barely came up to Simon's chest in height, leaving him to notice her black mop of hair first. Her face wore a perpetual smile was full and soft with rosy cheeks and a cute little nose. She wore full black, with a top that exposed a fair amount of cleavage, a wool blouse, and a skirt with leggings. And she was thick all around, with curves that accented the outfit. She was probably bigger than Patricia, in that regard, with a soft gut. She looked like someone had taken a buxom woman and smushed her down to size, with her mass spilling outwards.
Simon's mind woke up enough to return the smile and offer his hand. "Uh, yeah. Name's Simon Lewis."
"Wendy Black," she said with much enthusiasm. She glanced over his shoulder. "Wow, this place already looks great."
Simon found himself giving a tour in his pajamas, though Wendy didn't seem to mind. She was overjoyed with the place and explained a little more of her own history.
She was in her late twenties and had just been through a bad breakup with her ex. She had been sleeping on a friend's couch all this time and was super eager to have a place of her own, for a change. This lead to her offer.
"I can play you last month's rent as well as this one's if I can start moving in today."
There was something a little odd about the request, but the promise of that extra income was too good for Simon to ignore.
"Sure, that works. Do you, huh, need help moving in?"
"Aren't you sweet? I could just eat you up. But, no. I have it all worked out. I'll be back this afternoon with a check too. I can't wait!"
They parted by shaking hands as Simon's morning mind slowly caught up with the fact that he had a new roommate. And a strange, at that.
"Oh," she said at the door and turned around. "And, just for your own safety, I wouldn't touch my stuff if we're going to be living together. Not because I'm some sort of crazy OCD person, but I just don't want to see you get...Hurt in anyway, okay?"
And when she said things like that, Simon couldn't help but feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Though his muddled mind would forget that rule in about a month.
"...Okay."
"Good! See you soon!"
As Simon watched Wendy waddle out the door, he turned to get a proper start to his day and forget all about her until she returned with her furniture.
A new roommate meant new living rules and, of course, there was going to be some bumps in the road along the way. Simon was definitely the type to forget about the "don't touch my stuff" rule after living such an open lifestyle with Kim for so long. The only question is, in what way would Simon break that one rule?
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