Venmo Me for That Breath,Surviving My Psychotic Roommate

My scholarship-kid roommate sucked at basic math.

Whenever there was a BOGO coffee deal, she’d claim the free cup was hers, and that I had to split the cost of my own drink with her.

When she got food poisoning in the middle of the night, I rushed her to Urgent Care. But afterward, she crossed her arms and said:

"I didn't even want to go to the clinic. I just wanted a two-dollar pill from CVS.

You’re the one who forced me to go. I'm not paying for the Uber, and I'm only giving you one dollar for the meds."

Knowing she came from a poor background, our dorm cut her some slack.