My Roommate Is a Vampire by Jenna Levine EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Jenna Levine
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal Vampire Romance
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Roommate Wanted to Share Spacious Third-Floor
Brownstone Apartment in Lincoln Park
Hello. I seek a roommate with whom to share my apartment. It is a
spacious unit by modern standards with two large bedrooms, an
open sitting area, and a semiprofessional eat-in kitchen. Large
windows flank the eastern side of the apartment and provide a
striking view of the lake. The unit is fully furnished in a tasteful,
classical style. I am seldom home after sundown, so if you work a
traditional schedule, you will usually have the apartment to yourself.
Rent: $200 per month. No pets, please. Kindly direct all serious
inquiries to fjfitzwilliam@gmail.com.
“ .”
“Cassie, listen, this is a really good deal—”
“Forget it, Sam.” That last part came out more forcefully than I’d
intended—though not by much. Even though I needed his help, my
embarrassment over being in this situation in the first place made accepting
that help difficult. Sam meant well, but his insistence on involving himself
in every part of my current situation was getting on my very last nerve.
To his credit, Sam—my oldest friend, who’d long ago acclimated to
how snippy I sometimes got when I was stressed—said nothing. He simply
folded his arms across his chest, waiting for me to be ready to say more.
I only needed a few moments to pull myself together and start feeling
badly for snapping at him. “Sorry,” I muttered under my breath. “I know
you’re only trying to help.”
“It’s all right,” he said, sympathetic. “You have a lot going on. But it’s
okay to believe that things can get better.”
I had no reason to believe that things could get better, but now wasn’t
the time to get into it. I simply sighed and turned my attention back to the
Craigslist ad on my laptop.
“Anything that sounds too good to be true usually is.”
Sam peered over my shoulder at my screen. “Not always. And you have
to admit this apartment sounds great.”
It did sound great. He was right about that. But . . .
“It’s only two hundred a month, Sam.”
“So? That’s a great price.”
I stared at him. “Yeah, if this were 1978. If someone’s only asking for
two hundred a month today there are probably dead bodies in the
basement.”
“You don’t know that.” Sam dragged a hand through his shaggy, dirtyblond hair. Messing with his hair was Sam’s most obvious I’m-bullshittingyou tell. He’d had it since at least sixth grade, when he’d tried convincing
our teacher I hadn’t been the one who’d drawn bright pink flowers all over
the wall of the girl’s bathroom. He hadn’t fooled Mrs. Baker then—I had
drawn that aggressively neon meadow landscape—and he wasn’t fooling
me now.
How would he ever make it as a lawyer with such a terrible poker face?
“Maybe this person’s just not home a lot and only wants a roommate for
safety reasons, not income,” Sam suggested. “Maybe they’re an idiot and
don’t know what they could be charging.”
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