The Roommate Pact: No Strings Attached

staurant. The vibration in his pocket was constant now. Gloria w

FT ME

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He felt nothing. The "Simp" was dead. He had been a costume he'd worn

her contact.

A red button a

the small 'i' in the corner. He scrol

ill not receive phone calls, messages, o

whispered. He ta

agram. Unfollow. Rem

ok.

hat.

A group of college kids walked past him, laughing, one of them pointing at him and

tion. He was the rich kid who had lost h

girl who had wanted him, and then he'd let her slip

e was the opposite of everything Kiera Richards was. Gloria was loud where K

elittled him, every time she used him for his money, it fel

o it anymore. The

top of his screen. It wasn't a text. It

he Kensington - Unit

te to escape the frat house. The brothers at Sigma Chi were great for distractions, but they were terrible for heal

g in tonight. Send

he was standing in the hallway of the Sigma Chi

t," Chad, his roommate, shouted from the couch. He was ho

s out from the closet. He threw them open on the bed and began pulling clothes

on said, dragging the half-zi

Tonight? Did the Queen finall

aid, his voice steady. "And I'm done

e back in two days when you realize n

age," Bre

out the door, the wheels of his suitca

on looked back at the Greek letters glowing in the dark. He felt like he was leavin

ton," he tol

e seat. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine a

ed to himself. "No Glo

a's name. He wasn't br