Sex & the Single Woman: The Roommate Hook-up

What’s that saying about not pooping where you eat? Yeah, that rule miiiiiiiight also apply to not dating where you live.

roommatedatingAllow me to explain. I’ve just moved into a cool new flat with two Italian men. (Tragic, I know.) Well, on my second day in the flat, Italian #1 and I hit a few bars and wind up making out on the way home. And the next day. And the day after that. You get the idea.

Of course, there are complications beyond the fact that we share a kitchen and bathroom. Like the fact that he’s going back to Italy at the end of the month. Or that, as readers may remember, I am still technically romantically entangled with the Brazilian. What’s Italian for “danger”?

Well, after fielding texts from the Brazilian worried about my new housing situation (psychic, that one), and a little boozy from some beers I drank celebrating Canada Day with friends, I decided to broach the subject of our situation with my flatmate. Eventually, it was decided that we should stop our little amore sessions for the sake of domestic bliss. And I don’t know how I feel about that. Kind of bummed, if I’m honest. I’m already dreading that night when he brings a girl over…which is why I’ve invited the Brazilian over tomorrow night. Petty, perhaps, but a girl needs a little pre-emptive strike.

-Erin xx

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