He glanced over at me, his expression a mix of surprise and irritation. "What do you want?" he shot back, his voice still high-pitched and bubbly, a stark contrast to his usual sarcasm. "Can't a guy have a little fun without being judged?"
Intro As I pushed open the door to our cramped dorm room, I was greeted by an unexpected spectacle. There was Alex, my sarcastic and socially awkward roommate, transformed into a vibrant alter-ego named "Sandra." With a colorful wig, sparkling makeup, and a bubbly voice that contrasted sharply with his usual cold demeanor, he was live-streaming to a captivated audience.
I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk creeping onto my face. "Wow, Alex, who knew you had it in you to be this... fabulous?"
He shot me a glare, but I could see the hint of a smile lurking beneath his playful facade. "What do you want? Can't a guy have a little fun without being judged?"
And just like that, the evening took a turn I never expected—one that might just bridge the gap between us.
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