I wanted to sigh out loud, but I didn't want to be rude.
" "It means I still earn money." My sister's vagueness was driving me crazy.
" "That was back in high school," I replied, nearly blushing from the embarrassment. It wasn't like when we were young and she would occasionally have mood swings or hissy fits. Maybe traveling around the world had helped her become more level headed. It was certainly a lot better than the stuff I was eating before.
"I don't know what to say." "Tell me whatever comes to mind," she said.
"Yes, seriously." "You mean, as in, doing things on cam? At that point, I didn't know whether to be mad, disappointed, or aroused. Ellary never seemed like the type of woman to do something like that.
I was starting to get worried until I got an email from Ellary. Then I saw your note on facebook and it helped me make my decision." "So this is all my fault? I can't afford this apartment with my salary anymore." "Still don't believe me, huh? "Rent is serious business." Ellary paused for a moment on the phone. I'll transfer $5,000 to your account as a good faith gesture. I'll be moving back to San Francisco and we'll be best buddies." "Sounds good." "Then it's settled," she replied.
I was hoping that someone wanted to move to the city and was willing to pay me several hundred dollars for my extra bedroom. Some people were interested, but nothing ever came of it. "I had been thinking about moving back to San Francisco for the past few months. And I expect a fair deal." "Don't worry, I'll give you a fair deal." "Good, because a fair deal is all I can afford right now." The issue of money suddenly came to mind. "So I'll need a few hundred dollars from you each month." "That can be done." "At least $400. That's the best deal I can give you." "Sure, no problem." "Do you have a job? "Something like that." "Don't take this the wrong way, but if you don't have enough money, I'll have to kick you out. Plates were already arranged along with freshly sliced fruits.
Watching my sister masturbate on cam was something that could never been unseen. Then she put it on the table before standing there awkwardly in a pause.
It was the worst possible way to spend my afternoon off. So all of this is for you." "Oh, well, thanks." She put the food onto a plate when she was done. Ellary sat straight with a formal demeanor, as if she was prepared to do a presentation or something.
Generally, that's a great thing, but for a lot of people (including me), rent was skyrocketing. But apparently, she was interested in moving back to San Francisco to stay close with our family. All of her google photos were of her smiling to the camera with her pouty lips and slightly upturned nose. It didn't feel right to just email her about something so important. Our parents were against the use of email when communicating with family. We only spoke at family gatherings, or communicated online through email and facebook. My sister Ellary was going to be my new roommate for the foreseeable future. Actually, it wasn't just 'another room' anymore, it had become Ellary's room. It sounded like she was pushing her desk around or something. Sleep was no longer an option, so I got up and started my day early. By the time I washed up in the bathroom, Ellary was already in the kitchen.
That's when I was forced to do something I dreaded: I had to find a roommate. I looked at the new pictures on her google profile. It's hard to admit, but she became even sexier than before. Growing up together, I used to tease her because she looked like a duck. I stared at the computer screen, thinking of how to reply to her inquiry. My fingers waited on the keyboard and I was ready to reply to my sister's email.
The downside would be that I would have to live with her.