Playing Dress Up

When I graduated high school, I moved to a different city where I barely had any friends, so I ended up living with my sister, AH. We moved into a condo with our guy friend and after his lease was up, FF moved in. I didn’t like FF at first, but my sister did. She convinced me we needed another roommate and didn’t really have any other options so I agreed. After my sister got a job that took up a lot of her time I started hanging out with FF more. Things were okay at first, but then I started noticing how often she borrowed my clothes without returning them. Then after a few months, when we eventually stopped hanging out as much, I would see pictures of her out wearing clothes that she had stolen out of my closet. I then saw more pictures of her visiting her family wearing a pair of my shoes.

FF also had a raging alcohol problem. She would go out and get completely wasted every night of the week and said cruel things that she didn’t even remember. She became weirdly obsessed with my sisters puppy and would post pictures of herself holding the dog and pretending like it was her own. She eventually went out and bought her own puppy without mentioning anything to AH or me about it. I even caught her calling her puppy by the same name as AH’s puppy! I made some good friends and stopped hanging out with FF even though she still tries to contact me. I hate to admit that I never had the guts to call her out on all of the stuff she did and all of the stuff she stole from AH and myself. She was just too weird. I felt so unlucky to have to deal with her my first time out of the house. It should have been a way more enjoyable experience. Good luck to FF’s new roommates. You’ll see her true colors soon enough.