I never liked confrontation so trying to tell eleven handsome men to GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE was deemed

impossible for me. So I tried to wait it out, but no, they are all my roommates now, I only have one bedroom, where the hell are

they going to sleep, not with me for sure. And why does that tan boy always call me “babe”, do I look like a women to him?

Don't answer that. Oh, I’m so confused, why me, out of all the people in the world, they just had to choose my little apartment

to stay in.