As of right now, I think the crisis has been averted... However, I don't know how long I will stay strong.
Last week, the deli man (who shall be dubbed Chadwick from here on out) tried to get in my pants. And told me he likes me (but we agreed that no dating would be involved).
We have hung out six of the past eight days.
(Please remember that this is Matt's roommate!!!)
I told him I wouldn't sleep with him because he lives under the same roof as Matt... and I feel like that should be a good enough reason... but it just isn't. It also doesn't help that Faith and Charlii are 100% on board and are pulling others onto the bandwagon.
Also not helping: The fact that I've had a weed crush on him since day one, I know he's packing, and he wouldn't be weird about things afterwards. He could be my black Barney!
So I guess the real problem here is this: Do I mix business with pleasure?
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