aiiii yaaa, that happened to my flatmate, kinda - except her and her boyfriend were sharing a flat with eachother, then broke up, and decided it was too much hassle for either of them to move out. . . on the plus side, they ended up back together ^^PurpleLemur said:I sighed deeply when I heard two of my flatmates were sharing the same bed in fresher's year. This is cos if they break up it can be fairly awkward, I've been told. So, my views on sharing a bed with someone? Fine and dandy. As long as you're not going to cause a scene if you're flatmates and breakup.
So you're fine with feeling and/or tasting it, then?Swollen Goat said:I wouldn't care what they do so long as I don't have to see, hear, or smell it.
I dunno, you're the one who stated an objection only towards seeing, hearing or smelling anything untoward so I thought I'd get some clarification on the other 2 senses... running on the assumption that you have those senses, of course.Swollen Goat said:Ew...RhombusHatesYou said:So you're fine with feeling and/or tasting it, then?Swollen Goat said:I wouldn't care what they do so long as I don't have to see, hear, or smell it.
Depends. Am I involved, or waking up in a sticky, not-so-delicious puddle?
Flatmates of mine learned very quickly that any indication of sexytime occuring would result in me doing stupid shit, like bursting in on them and shouting that they were going to hell, keeping score of the various sounds they made and presenting them with the results afterward, cheering and shouting suggestions, and even recording and remixing the sounds to be played whenever I really felt like pissing them off. Sometimes, if I was drunk, I'd just walk in on them and start talking to them.Swollen Goat said:Very well. As long as the only way I know about roommate diddling is active participation or amusing anecdotes, I'm happy.