I've never walked in on anyone having sex: not a roommate, not my parents, not anyone. I'm not upset about that. In fact, I think I'm happy about that. Quite happy.
As of tonight, that still stands, but that doesn't mean I didn't come back from my night class tonight to see something else that disturbed me.
I'm walking towards my room. It sounds like someone in my room is yelling, but I'm in the hallway and that can be coming from pretty much any room, or another floor. I get closer to my door, and the yelling is louder. I press my ear against the door, and realize it's my roommate cousin. I can tell this because I hear his whiney voice yelling out "Come awwwwwn, negro," his signature catchphrase it seems. Anytime he says it I hear a studio audience howling in my head.
Anyway, I walk in my room and don't immediately see them. I walk past the bathroom, and see my roommate dancing, while his cousin stands shirtless next to him. I keep walking. Wait, what? Shirtless? Yeah, he was in just shorts.
Now I know they're close, but I didn't know they were that close.
It seems my roommate was cutting his cousins hair. Well, not cutting. He was giving him a "shape-up."
Anyway, they're pretty gay. If there's one group I now hate more than gays, it's black people. Sucks for me.
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