"I ran into one of your old roommates today?"
"Oh God, who?"
"Heather McPhee"
"The name sounds familiar, but I didn't live with her"
"She said she did. She works as an 'entertainer'"
"Heather... Heather... Oh god, I remember her, it was the Paris Hilton wannabe, catch phrase 'I have to be honest, I like to fuck', with no concept of personal space. Yeah, she looked at the place and never called back"
"Yeah, I thought there was something off, but I didn't tell her I knew you. At least this explains why her boyfriend was with her. He was hot."
"I bet, she's special, but she sure as hell didn't live with me. I figured if we did, we'd either get along great, ro one of us would end up dead, and it wouldn't be me"
"*laugh*"
A conversation between myself and Amanda, who runs the rental office.
The nerve of some people. However it is nice of her to remember my name after 7 months.
"Oh God, who?"
"Heather McPhee"
"The name sounds familiar, but I didn't live with her"
"She said she did. She works as an 'entertainer'"
"Heather... Heather... Oh god, I remember her, it was the Paris Hilton wannabe, catch phrase 'I have to be honest, I like to fuck', with no concept of personal space. Yeah, she looked at the place and never called back"
"Yeah, I thought there was something off, but I didn't tell her I knew you. At least this explains why her boyfriend was with her. He was hot."
"I bet, she's special, but she sure as hell didn't live with me. I figured if we did, we'd either get along great, ro one of us would end up dead, and it wouldn't be me"
"*laugh*"
A conversation between myself and Amanda, who runs the rental office.
The nerve of some people. However it is nice of her to remember my name after 7 months.
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Sooo, how do I meet your dear friend?