Blake The Helpful Roomate !link! Jun 2026

You pushed past him and opened the cabinet.

You shuffled into the kitchen, eyes barely open, reaching blindly for the coffee pot. blake the helpful roomate

He opened a different cabinet. Inside sat a brand new, matching set of ceramic bowls. Slate grey. Minimalist. Expensive. You pushed past him and opened the cabinet

You flinched, spilling a drop of imaginary coffee from your empty mug. Blake stood in the doorway of the pantry, dressed in joggers and a smile that was far too wide for pre-dawn. He was holding a basket of folded laundry. eyes barely open

"I don't want matching," you said, your voice trembling. "I want the chipped one. It had character."

You looked at the clean coffee pot. You looked at the Tupperware shrine. You looked at the grey bowls.