The other
week I dreamt –
I wake up
and look over to my right, and there’s a (blonde) (male) (undergraduate) library
coworker who I've known for like a year and he's my roommate and he’s getting up out of bed, and he’s wearing a t-shirt and boxers
and is groggy, and he’s lifting the leg of his boxers and looking at his thigh
and there’s just welt after welt after welt in big clusters from bed bug bites,
and I feel sorry for him.
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