A/N: Written for the 10_titles challenge on LiveJournal.
Getting a roommate was a mistake. It had sounded like such a good idea at first: find a henchman he could split the rent with now and who'd be at his back in a few years when he made his bid for world domination.
But now—
"Which of us is going to do the shopping?" Billy's new roommate was inspecting the empty fridge.
"Uh…"
"I'd do it, but…" He held up his hands apologetically. "I don't do well with glass. Or the freezer section. Or anything in boxes."
"Okay..."
"And what exactly is a PhD in Horribleness?"
Definitely a mistake.