I was friends with my roommate's bf, so I didn't mind him being there generally, 'cause he was cool. But there'd be times when he'd be there AND THEY'D GET UNDERNEATH HER COVERS AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT? OVER THERE. And I'd be studying or something going "Uh...guys please don't have sex while I'm in the room PLEASE ASK ME TO LEAVE IF YOU ARE PLEASE OH GOD". Yeah, I didn't get to see the inside of my own room as often as I'd have liked. :D

Oh and she totally gave him keys to the apartment we got our second year. I'd come home some days and he'd be sitting there like he owned the place. WTF I DON'T LEARN MY LESSONS, EVER. Haha oh the memories!