Dancing Through Life

My mom, yeah. Twenty-three, so close. We’re both pretty broke, so it’s just easier to split the rent. At least until I get out of college and make money. Then hopefully I can rent a place and buy her a new house. Slightly over-ambitious, but ah well.

Oh, gotcha. I don't think I'll ever own a house, but that would probably be so killer. You could make as much noise as you want. Do you get alone with your mom?

Nah, I doused my hands in sanitzer once I got home, but I didn’t touch anything of his, thankfully. But hey, I’m not one to turn down free vitamins.

I feel like a drug dealer right now. I just got into the habit of carrying them around for when I feel like collapsing, but giving someone pills out of my bag looks so sketchy. Oh well, he're one for your immunity. 

You have me sold, I could use the extra help with rent and we can go half and half. Plus you don’t look like you’re some creepy dangerous person.

Well, you know what they say, it's always the person you least suspect...Never mind. I don't even want ato joke about being a creepy serial killer, I really need to help with the rent mony. You'd think it'd be easy with  two jobs.

I live at home with the parental unit right now, so I wouldn’t be a very good roommate to have.

You still live with your parents? You're older than you look, I would have guessed you're, like, 22. Ish. I don't know though, I'm terrible at guessing ages. It's a handicap I've learned to live with. 

You make a good case, I saw a spider the other night and almost had heart attack. Not exaggerating either.

Are you serious? Because right now I keep having to flirt with the landlord so he'll take my late checks. My other talents include; free yoga lessons, super neat, and I have a ton of hair products that I don't care if you borrow. 

Just come keep me company then! I’ll make you the best drink around, on the house. 

Oh, no thanks. I don't really drink. Trust me, I'm the most annoying drunk in the planet, it's better for everyone I'm the designated driver. 

I don’t think he was even hung-over, I think he was just sick. He looked like he had the flu or something nasty.

...Gross. Did you catch anything? You should pump yourself full of vitamins ASAP. I have some in my bag, if you trust me enough to not think I'm drugging you.

Someone come visit me at work tonight. I need tips… and also some company, maybe?

I promise I would, if I had any money at all. I doubt you'd want a freelancer around. 

Some guy just ralphed all over the back room. Glad my shift’s over, cleaning that up has gotta' suck!

I've had that happen at my job. Granted, it's because of dehydration and stress, not hangovers as I expect you're implying.