"Yeah, chicks dig the Mark-o-tron. Maybe you can be my wingman sometime and I can set you up with someone?" Mark asked with a smug smile.
Yeah, that wouldn't be awkward. Hey, I'm your new secret gay room mate, but I'd love to play your wingman and help with the ugly room mate accompanying the hot girl---whom I'll probably bore to death after five minutes and you'll all hate me. Yeah, that's going to work out great.
"...But I'm glad I can talk to you, I was worried I would get someone who wouldn't say anything," Mark winked to me as we picked up our luggage.
Proceed to the dorm »
