and they were roommates is what happens when two childhood neighbors grow up… and sign a lease together.
Before we had bills, a shared pantry, or pink furniture, we were just two girls who lived next door. Then somehow we blinked and we were splitting rent, and learning way too much about each other’s habits. It’s nostalgic. It’s honest. It’s slightly chaotic!
Because first we were neighbors… and then, well… they were roommates.
