"This is your new apartment, your roommate is already moved in."
My landlady said, opening the front door.
The first thing I lay my eyes on whilst walking in was a bunch of dresses on the floor and enough makeup to bring Jeffree Star or James Charles to shame.
"You know I'm gay, right?"
I asked, turning to her.
She nodded, walking in and showing me around.
"Your room is the last one the left, and as you can already see, your roommate has made themselves at home."
With that last remark, she left.
When I answered that Ad on Craigslist, this is not what I had imagined to happen.
I was going to get a gay roommate, maybe hookup with a guy, then sleep over at a friends house for a couple of days all while forgetting about the whole ordeal.
Maybe it does only happen in the movies.
"I'm guessing your my roommate"
A voice said, snapping me out of my daze.
There was a woman standing at least five feet in front of me.
She had jet black hair that was tied up into a tight bun and dazzling green eyes. She wore one of those poodle skirts from the fifties,a white collared shirt, and the signature neck sash to go with it.
And to top it all off, Makeup to the gods.
"Well, Don't just stand there with your mouth dangling open. Show some manners, say Hi."
I didn't have to be told twice.
"H- wait, that voice doesn't belong to a woman."
My Roommate snorted.
"That would make sense, I'm a man. The names Honey, and you are?"
"My friends call me smol sl00t. Wait, why would you be named 'Honey' if you're a guy?"
Honey sighed and rubbed his temples.
"I'm a drag queen. Couldn't you tell by my amazing makeup and curves?"
He did have a point there...
"Right, sorry. Well, I guess its time for me to put my stuff away."
He nodded and sauntered off into the sorry excuse of a kitchen, allowing me to move past and walk into my bedroom.
It was nice.
It had a rather large bed in the corner and a big closet, even a vanity in the corner.
Without a second thought, I jumped onto the bed and groaned.
"What have I gotten myself into?"