Roommates (BBrae AU)

You're A 19 Year-Old Who Doesn't Know How The Oven Works?

Raven

"Could you not smoke that in here?" I ask Garfield as he lights up a joint,

"Why not? It's just weed," he says,

"I don't want the whole place to smell like weed," I say flatly,

"Um, balcony's open...?"

"Ugh, whatever," I say, closing my laptop and going to my room.

My room, as always, is dark. My windows are closed and my blinds are shut.

Just how I like it.

I turn on the small lamp by my bed and grab the book I'm currently reading, immediately diving in. I read for hours, unmoving, undistracted. I pretty much found out right away that Garfield finds books boring.

Of course he does.

All he reads are comic books. Those are barely even books. They're more like cartoons. As I'm reading, I get a text on my phone from my friend, Kori,

Kori: Hello friend Raven! I hope you are doing well :) This lockdwon is quite scary, no?

Me: Thanks Kori, you too. And yeah, I guess :/

I put my phone down and continue reading, determined to enjoy the peace as much as possible. That doesn't last long. Suddenly, I hear Garfield's obnoxiously loud video game.

Great. Why does the tv have to be right against my wall?

I pun on my earbuds, playing some relaxing lo-fi music before going back to reading my book. I lay down on my side, trying to find a comfortable poisition to read. I don't even realise I fell asleep until I woke up.

I've been sleeping a lot lately...

I go out of my room and into the kitchen to make tea. Garfield's still on the couch but the tv isn't on anymore. He's just lying down, earbuds in. His eyes are closed but I can tell from the way he's bobbing his head to his music that he isn't asleep. I try to stay extra quiet as I make my tea, hoping he doesn't notice me.

Of course he notices me.

"Hey, Rae," he greets removing his earbuds,

"Don't. Call me. That," I say through gritted teeth,

"Oh shit, is it dinner time already?" Garfields jumps up from the couch and gets two frozen pizzas out of the freezer,

"Pepperoni?"

"Mhm,"

He's always making sure I eat... weird.

"Did you stay on the couch all day?" I ask,

"Yeah, dude! That joint knocked me on my ass. You learn to accept the laziness," he jokes, sticking the pizzas in the oven; pepperoni for me, four cheese for him.

You can tell we eat a lot of frozen pizzas.

"I don't like laziness," I say, taking my tea to the couch,

"Your loss," Garfield shrugs, jumping back onto the couch next to me,

"Can you scootch over? It's a big couch," I say, sipping my tea,

"Hey, Rae, I've been curious about something," he says, moving down the couch, further away from me.

Thank god.

"What?"

"Where you from? Like, where'd you grow up?"

"Why?"