It's been a year and a half since you moved in. I'm a pretty lonely person, and and I don't want to ruin a chance to have a roommate. Since that time, though, you've destroyed my couch, literally shit on the bathroom floor, and you constantly spill things I leave sitting around. You occasionally bother to clean them up but never once have you offered so much as to go to Goodwill to buy replacements for all the glasses you have shattered. Lately I've noticed your silhouette lurking outside of the shower curtain in the morning, as you sit there watching me, and I do find it a bit creepy. Lucky for you, you are really fucking cute, and I don't want to live without you. But, if you keep walking on my head or track litter into my bed one more time, we might have to end our co sleeping arrangement.