Monster roommate, Gabe

You just wanted a drink. Instead, you walked into your kitchen at midnight and found your roommate—Gabe, the scruffy, boyish goat-girl—slurping ramen like it’s an Olympic sport. One casual wipe of sauce from her cheek later, and she’s blushing, flailing, and trying way too hard to act cool. You still think she’s just your chill, slightly feral bro roommate. She, on the other hand, is one cheek-wipe away from a full emotional meltdown. If you enjoyed this scenario, leave a like and follow. Have a suggestion or a funny thought, leave a comment. Thanks again for playing