People are telling their worst shared house stories – our 15 favourites
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I had a roommate who would stress eat watermelon, then get drunk, then decide that her “food baby” was an actual baby, buy it baby clothes online, and then fall asleep and wake up the next day and do it all again. We had so many baby clothes.
— Sara Lang (@SaraLang) February 21, 2018
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My roommate hired a DJ for a party in our suite and barricaded my bedroom door shut, with me inside, using our living room furniture. https://t.co/dQvSBGfsMG
— Dawn Summers (@realdawnsummers) February 21, 2018
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We lived in a studio apartment together. When I was sleeping, he would walk in, turn on the light, and start making dinner. When I was making dinner, he would turn off the light and go to bed. I got very good at cooking with my phone light. https://t.co/TNBk4UR0w5
— brian hamilton (@_brianhamilton) February 21, 2018
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True story: In college I had a roommate have an orgy in our living room and then when we confronted her with housing staff, she refused to move out, so we just had a passive-aggressive standoff for months. It was horrendous. https://t.co/LEGXozcx5S
— Emily C. Singer (@CahnEmily) February 21, 2018
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I once had to explain to a roommate that he couldn't do cocaine with minors in the attic https://t.co/XsntXnfgDb
— Anthony Moser (@mosermusic) February 22, 2018
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When I lived in LA, my roommate bought two ‘miniature’ rabbits off a guy on the Venice Boardwalk. Needless to say, they soon became enormous, peed on everything, and because they were both male, had constant, terrifying, Watership-Down style fights to the near-death
— Emily Gadek (@emilygadabout) February 21, 2018
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WOW. This makes me so glad that my “worst roommate” stories are really mild. Freshman year of college, I roomed with a sleep-walker. Woke up to her sitting on top of me in the middle of the night on more than one occasion.
— Dianna E. Anderson (@diannaeanderson) February 21, 2018
What did you do? Wake her up?
— Gene “GD” Demby (@GeeDee215) February 21, 2018
Usually just guided her back into her own bed if I could. She also, at times, moved her bed across the room right up against mine (thought something was coming through the wall at her), and once called me on the dorm intercom because she’d gotten all the way outside.
— Dianna E. Anderson (@diannaeanderson) February 21, 2018
And, to be clear, getting all the way outside from where our room was was a MAJOR accomplishment. We were the last room on the 3rd floor, on the opposite side of the building from the door. She got through multiple sets of security doors and down two sets of stairs.
— Dianna E. Anderson (@diannaeanderson) February 21, 2018
— Midwest BSFA (@midwestbsfa) February 21, 2018
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