My roommate and I have a unique relationship. I would like to present to you an excerpt from a conversation that we had that I think explains much of how we get along:
Roommate: "Hey, I think you should read this book (referring to astronomy book)."
Me: "Maybe when I'm 60 years old and have nothing better to do, I will."
Roommate: "I hate you."
And thus we squander our existence with petty and biting conversation.
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I love both of you in your own individual ways.
We should all speak kind words to each other, at home or where'er we may be.
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