I now receive a volume of email & IMs inquiring about the outcome of stories left open-ended and comments on the personalities in my life whom I have detailed here in weekly posts.
The most popular subject of these questions is Cosmopolitan Slut Roommate.
Dedicated to a series of personal goals, I have been working a great deal lately. Aware of the oddities of my disappearances and reappearances at home with my suitcase in tow, I am conscious of my neighbors' perception of my habits and more importantly of those who live in the house. I decided several weeks ago that attempting to work in a structured fashion (leaving daily in the morning and returning to sleep in my home as apposed to remaining at my incall) was unrealistic for the time being. I made Cosmopolitan Slut Roommate aware of someone that I have been seeing romantically over the course of a few weeks, allowing her to listen to me talk to him on the phone, detailing our relationship and cultivating the idea that I would be spending a great deal of time away with my "boyfriend".
[Sneaky huh? You guys aren't the only ones who have to design elaborate cover stories and patterns to hide your excursions]
She and I kept in touch over the holidays, exchanging text messages about our activities, workout routines, shopping and a number of other things which have brought us close. I missed her and our new home life but my nomadic urges and selfish compulsion to stay away and remain guarded kept me occupied with business.
Several days ago I decided that it was time to make an appearance under the guise of retrieving my mail.
Returning home, I noticed that the front door of the boys' apartment below was open. Excitedly, I bounded up the stairs to found my apartment packed with a slew of laughing people, some I recognized as our neighbors and others as friends & coworkers of Cosmo. As I said a round of shy hellos I heard her unmistakable laughter emanating from the kitchen and I went to greet her. Finding her, we hugged and kissed and she explained that she was having a dinner party.
After a bit I wandered to the office for my mail and then to my bedroom. The familiar scent of my perfume and freshly waxed floors welcomed me and I briefly entertained the thought of spending the night. All seemed to be in place...until- wait, is my DDR mat in the wrong position? I noticed my bed wasn't made with the precision that I usually make it with. My curtains, left open- I never leave them tied open when I'm away.
Like little bear I moved around the room assessing my belongings, to see if my bed had been slept in, if my porridge had been eaten noticing books, clothing and a number of things out of place. The final straw?
"Goodfellas" was beside "You've Got Mail" in my DVD collection.
I texted Cosmo and beckoned her to my room.
"What's up Ally?" she asked when she arrived.
"Cos, you know that you're welcome to any of my things while I'm away. But your friends canNOT sleep in my bed without washing my sheets and making it exactly as it was before and most importantly, you canNOT fuck up my DVD collection. These movies are organized by genre and importance/relevance to my life. Indochine & Casablanca are closer to the East so that they can be near the sunrise, OK?"
With nerdy desperation and panic I outlined the Feng Shui of my room. She looked at me blankly.
After a few moments of silence we burst into laughter.
She apologized with relief and in my heart I silently thanked her for being my new sister and helping Boston truly become my home.
We went back to her dinner party and danced and played with our neighbors and friends.
After a time I received a call for a two hour appointment. Excusing myself I said that I had to go.
One of the boys from downstairs said "Ally you're always scurrying off. Are you a secret prostitute?"
My heart skipped a beat for a moment, complicated by the realization that he may know my secret. After a few seconds of gazing at his reddened inebriated face I understood that he didn't, he was just being a boorish, boyish drunk.
"Ya guys- I'm not really in IT. I'm actually a popular high class hooker."
As our living room erupted in laughter at Cosmopolitan's clean freak, movie geek, quiet roommate's declaration, I cast a look on the uncomplicated life that would be mine and I turned to leave, returning to the cold.
Xo,
Ally
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