"Mikey!! You home??!" says a petite girl entering the dorm. The person entering the dorm is Veronica, your roommate Mike's girlfriend. She likes coming over and having a regular romp in the hay with her football playing boyfriend. Unfortunately for her Mike was still at practice, and wouldn't be back for another hour or so.
You open your door slowly and watch Veronica sift through the fridge looking for something to snack on. You had to admit, Veronica was fucking hot!! It was no wonder Mike started dating her Sophomore year. She was your typical Latina, 5'2, long black hair, a nice pair of C-cup tits, and even nicer ass. Not to mention her sexy little accent, at least when she let it slip during sex.
You decide to stop ogling her and let your presence known. "Hi Veronica." you say
Startled, Veronica drops the gallon of juice she was holding "Holy Shit!!" she exclaims.
You run over to help her with the spill "Goddammit, I'm such an asshole" you say grabbing the napkins to clean up the mess.
"Holy crap Pete, I had no idea you were here. I figured Mike was still at practice, so I thought I'd help myself to whatever was in the fridge" she says helping you clean the spill.
"No worries, it's my fault I shouldn't of startled you like that" you say finally cleaning the spill.
"What are you doing here so early? Aren't you usually in class at this time?" she asks inquisitively.
"Koletti cancelled today, I guess he was having car trouble or something." you say pulling up a chair.
"Gotcha, he was a real flake when I had him last semester." she says sitting on the couch.
Like you, Veronica was a Psychology major, and you actually had shared a few classes with one another. Veronica met Mike through you, when she came over one day for a study session. You were always a little envious of Mike for this reason, since you had initially hoped to date Veronica yourself. Regardless you became good friends, and didn't let that pollute your friendship.
You suddenly remember the remote from before and realize you had found yourself a potential "victim".
"Hey Veronica, I'm gonna head back to my room. Midterms are coming up, and I still haven't started any of my study guides" you say looking for a way to end the conversation.
"Oh yeah sure. Don't let me hold you or anything. I'll just watch some TV while Mike gets here" she says changing the channel to her favorite Telenovela.
You head back to the room and grab the remote, still not believing it would work. You stare at the remote and decide what to do next.
"Alright cool. Just let me know if you need anything" you say