Busted
I busted my lips the other day with a kicking bag. It kind of swung into my face. The rest of my face is fine, but one of my lips still hurts.
The other day my roommate told me she had an extra key to our apartment and she was going to give it to her boyfriend since he comes over so much.
Um…
No.
As if he’s not over here enough already. Why does he need to be here without her anyway? I don’t like idea of him being able to walk into the door anytime he feels like it. He’s not my roommate. She is.
I told her that.
I haven’t even thought about giving my boyfriend a key and we’ve been together over a year. They’ve only been together for 4 months, I think. I respect that this is her space too. I guess she didn’t think about that.
I know she has a key to his place, but he’s 27 (she’s only 21) and he has a house of his own. When she has her own home she can give keys out to whoever she wants, but right now she lives with me and I don’t want some guy, who I find to be a little creepy, coming through the door as if he lived here.
I am trusting her not to give him a key. We’ll see what she does.
