Yay! I had more free time after school and decided to write this! I got a horrible leg cramp while writing it so you better enjoy.
Having Sam as a roommate isn't all that bad, she usually cleans up her messes and does washes dishes, except when she brings 'friends' over and I have to babysit them while they get plastered. This time, she has brought over a study mate and they just finished off their second bottle of vodka. I'm sitting on the couch next to them, trying to pay attention to my book.
"Laraaa" Same whines, fake falling to the floor.
"What is it, Sam?" I look over the top of my book and her study mate has passed out on the couch. "Oh,"
I put my book down and carry her into my room I put her into my own bed and tuck her in, leaving a glass of water and aspirin near the bed for when the poor girl wakes up.
I walk back into the living room, and Sam is looking for more booze. "God dammit Sam, that's enough for tonight." I grab her arm and lead her to the couch.
I pick up the empty bottles and throw them away, and by the time I get back Sam is trying to work the T.V remote.
"Now what are you doing?" I ask while turning on the T.V for her.
"I want to watch a movie." Her voice sounds like an impatient little kid, and I'm not in the mood to hear her throw a fit, so I put on Hard Candy and lay her down.
She's thrashing and wiggling, obviously trying to get my attention.
"What is it now, Sam?"
"I'm cold." She whines and thrashes some more. This girl is a piece of work. I get up and pause the movie, I haven't seen it in a while and I don't want to miss anything. I try my best to not to make any loud noises but I don't think her study mate will wake up any time soon.
Sam's room is a mess. The door barely opens because of the clothes thrown everywhere and it's hard to navigate in the dark because she refuses to switch the burnt out light in her lamp. I eventually make it to her bed and retrieve her blanket, but when I pull it up about three dirty magazines fall out of it. Wow. I pretend I didn't see those and return to Sam with the blanket.
She's half asleep so I put the blanket over her and sit down next to her. She moves so her head is in my lap and I press play on the movie. It isn't long before she falls asleep, Patrick Wilson is getting his balls cut off by Ellen Page, and I'm struggling to stay awake myself. I let sleep win this time, and doze off with the credits rolling and Sam's head in my lap.
Don't forget, i'm taking prompt ideas!