The Roommate From Hell

ke a display. A new video game, a bag of expensive jerky, a fancy energy drink. He' d use it, enjoy it, and then, when it wa

buying my own snacks and keeping them in a locked box under my bed. I ate my meals at the dining h

"split-the-bill" scams, he started thinking bigger. He began complaining that my side of the room got more sunlight, so I should pay a larger portion of t

them all down, but it was draining. It felt like I w

the university housing office and explained the situation.

courage students to work out their differences through communication. A room cha

us," I insisted. "It's

danger to you?" she asked, her f

t violent. He' s just...

ency transfer. You can file a formal complaint, and we c

or sunlight. I realized then that I couldn't just avoid him. I had to confront the problem head-on, but I needed a real r

udy for a midterm when my phone b

I said, trying to

he Student Life building right n

on? I'm in the mi

ly clenched. "He's here. In the main lobby. And

? About

's got Mr. Harrison, the school counselor, with him. He' s put

t move. He had decided to take his personal brand of crazy

ad crossed a line, taking his petty schemes and turning them into a public spectacle designed to ruin my repu