You know something's going on when we're home by 2 pm on Saturday, well the roommate and I really have so many things in common. Flu, is one of them.
Could've used the money for junk food instead, what a waste.
Anyway, we were both sick and had to take syrups and pills, I'm talking about extreme drowsiness - that weekend was filled with dreams and blank hours. That one particular flu medicine really makes a 'successful' sleeping pill, maybe I should keep some for the rainy, sleepless days.
And I'm sure you can guess what's the effect on the roommate? Twice amount of sleeping hours indeed.
She will kill me right after this sentence.