Let me tell you the story of how I got RickRolled by my roommate's bf's mom at 6:30 this morning
So last night my roommate's smelly boyfriend stayed over. Actually, he didn't smell that much, so he either must have taken a shower or I'm getting used to his stench, because I know they had sex about an hour before I came back to the room.
Anyways, she didn't tell me he was staying over, but whatever. She's never here so I guess it's okay that he stays over sometimes (even though we established there wasn't going to be sleepovers during the week at the beginning of the year) cuz usually they just sleep. Sometimes make out, and that's gross to listen to, but this time it was just sleeping.
Anyways. I've been having trouble falling asleep (as always, but it's especially bad because the weather is starting to get warm) so I get to bed at about 2ish, because I didn't sleep much the night before and I wanted to get up early to work on stuff before my classes
A while later, I jolt awake , completely disoriented, to the blaring sound's of Rick Astley's voice garbled by crappy phone speakers. For a couple of seconds, I don't know where I am, but slowly come to my senses as Andrew (the boyfriend) stirs, sits up, looks around and finally reaches for his phone.
Apparently his father had an argument with his sister, and his mom was calling to see if he had been contacted by either of them. (my roommate told me this later, as all I could think of at the time was 'what the fuck?') I think it's safe to say that no, he hadn't, as he had been asleep for the last seven or so hours. He hangs up, and I hear Holly mumble 'What time is it?' it was 6:30. Who the fuck calls their son at 6:30 in the morning in order to tell him about a squabble?
Anyways, I sleep for a little longer and then it happens AGAIN. Holly is gone by now (I also woke up when she was getting ready, as she knocked over a bunch of stuff) I assume his mother was giving him an update. However, when I wake up at 9:30, he's still asleep, by himself, in her bed. I work for an hour, and then go get some food. I come back, and he's turned over onto his stomach. After about 15 minutes, he wakes up, pulls himself a little forward, eats half a doughnut off of Holly's desk, falls back asleep with his torso hanging off the top of the bed, wakes up about ten minutes later, finishes the doughnut, falls asleep still partially off the bed, and then curls up again fully on the bed.
Anyways, she didn't tell me he was staying over, but whatever. She's never here so I guess it's okay that he stays over sometimes (even though we established there wasn't going to be sleepovers during the week at the beginning of the year) cuz usually they just sleep. Sometimes make out, and that's gross to listen to, but this time it was just sleeping.
Anyways. I've been having trouble falling asleep (as always, but it's especially bad because the weather is starting to get warm) so I get to bed at about 2ish, because I didn't sleep much the night before and I wanted to get up early to work on stuff before my classes
A while later, I jolt awake , completely disoriented, to the blaring sound's of Rick Astley's voice garbled by crappy phone speakers. For a couple of seconds, I don't know where I am, but slowly come to my senses as Andrew (the boyfriend) stirs, sits up, looks around and finally reaches for his phone.
Apparently his father had an argument with his sister, and his mom was calling to see if he had been contacted by either of them. (my roommate told me this later, as all I could think of at the time was 'what the fuck?') I think it's safe to say that no, he hadn't, as he had been asleep for the last seven or so hours. He hangs up, and I hear Holly mumble 'What time is it?' it was 6:30. Who the fuck calls their son at 6:30 in the morning in order to tell him about a squabble?
Anyways, I sleep for a little longer and then it happens AGAIN. Holly is gone by now (I also woke up when she was getting ready, as she knocked over a bunch of stuff) I assume his mother was giving him an update. However, when I wake up at 9:30, he's still asleep, by himself, in her bed. I work for an hour, and then go get some food. I come back, and he's turned over onto his stomach. After about 15 minutes, he wakes up, pulls himself a little forward, eats half a doughnut off of Holly's desk, falls back asleep with his torso hanging off the top of the bed, wakes up about ten minutes later, finishes the doughnut, falls asleep still partially off the bed, and then curls up again fully on the bed.