🆘 My roommate is a buff guy at 185cm, and we're gym buddies (more like, I'm his gym sidekick). Almost every time after our workout, he chugs down a cup of protein powder.
Back when we were studying in Melbourne, we rented a 2-bedroom apartment with just one bathroom. But, man, he must have had too much protein powder because his bathroom sessions are seriously epic 💩. It takes him like half an hour every time!
Getting back home daily is a race for the bathroom, omg. He doesn't even wait for me after doing his business; he just rushes off for a warm-up [angry face].
Initially, I had a sweet deal on a studio near Melbourne Uni for just around 300 bucks, but he somehow convinced me to share this 2-bedroom apartment, claiming it's a steal at 180. Lucky for me, the apartment has a decent gym, and I'm hitting the weights almost every day. Managed to push my scrawny self up to 150!
Living together, I never imagined dealing with this kind of situation. Alright, spill the beans, who else has bizarre roommate stories? Let's balance things out in my mind, hahaha [sticking out tongue and winking face].