There was this one midnight when my roommate got the crazy idea to have a water balloon fight in the dorm hallway. We filled up dozens of balloons and started throwing them at each other. Soon, other dorm mates joined in. It was chaos but so much fun. We all ended up soaked and got a warning from the RA the next day, but it was totally worth it.
My roommate and I were up late one midnight studying for finals. Out of nowhere, he started doing these really goofy dance moves to keep himself awake. I joined in and before we knew it, we were having a full - on dance party in our small dorm room. It was a great stress reliever and we still laugh about it when we talk about college days.
Once, my roommate thought it would be funny to hide all my left shoes. I was running late for class and couldn't find any of them. When I finally found them in the microwave (of all places), we both had a great laugh.
My college roommate was always into art. One day, he came to visit. My son was having an art project for school. My roommate saw it and started giving some great tips. My wife, who was also interested in art, joined in. They all worked together on the project. My son was so happy with the end result. It was a unique moment where my college friend's knowledge, my wife's interest, and my son's need came together in a creative way.
One plot could be that the college roommate has a secret that he has been hiding from the son. When he comes to visit the family, he finally confesses to the son in front of the wife. The secret could be that he is from a very poor family and has been ashamed of it. The son, instead of being judgmental, and the wife, are very supportive and this changes the relationship between the roommate and the son for the better.
They once adopted a stray cat together. It was a scrawny little thing they found near their apartment. They took it in, nursed it back to health, and named it Whiskers. That cat became a big part of their family and many of their stories revolve around the funny things Whiskers does, like hiding in the laundry basket.
One story could be that two gay college roommates supported each other through coming out to their families. They had late - night talks about their fears and hopes. One was really into art and the other into music. They often combined their interests for campus events, like creating art - inspired music shows. It was a great friendship that helped them both grow during college.
One of my good college roommate stories is that my roommate and I both loved cooking. We would take turns cooking different meals from our hometowns. It was a great way to share our cultures. Every week, we'd have a 'cultural dinner night' where we'd also decorate the room to match the theme of the meal. It made our living space feel like a home away from home and strengthened our friendship.
I know of a story where two gay college roommates met at orientation. At first, they were a bit shy about their sexual orientation with each other. But as time passed, they found out they had a lot in common. They joined the college's theater club together. They practiced lines together and would give each other feedback. Their friendship grew stronger as they participated in various plays. They even traveled to other cities for theater festivals during vacations and had amazing adventures together.
No. Sharing sex stories about your roommate is a clear violation of privacy. Everyone has the right to keep their personal and private aspects of life, including sexual matters, private. It can also make the roommate feel extremely uncomfortable and violated.
There was this time when my roommate and I were both broke near the end of the semester. Instead of moping around, we decided to have a 'free' weekend. We explored all the free events on campus, like free concerts and art exhibitions. We also borrowed some board games from the common room and had a great time playing them all weekend. It was a really simple yet amazing time that I'll always remember.
My roommate used to steal my things. Small things at first, like pens and notebooks. But then it got worse. He took my expensive headphones. When I confronted him, he denied it until I found them in his stuff.