Tl;dr: Am I the problem for trying to sabotage my gay roommate’s relationship? I transferred colleges just to room with my best friend.
Turns out, while we were apart, he came out as gay… and got a boyfriend.
I’m totally supportive. Really. So why does seeing them together drive me insane? His boyfriend is the worst, and somebody has to save my roommate from making a terrible mistake. Right?
Except the harder I try to break them up, the more I realize I might be hopelessly in love with him. Is it gay to want to smell your roommate’s sweaty T-shirt? (Asking for me.)
********** This book was previously published as “Oblivious Roommate” by Devon Doe.
