Dear Cipe.
You are indeed the Romeu to this little Juliet. Well, at least the Romeu of Roomies.We met four months ago and I couldn't ask for a better roommate! By now we know each other by the looks, by the faces, by the food, by the schedule.
We know that I get up earlier, that he needs to make noise or he is going to scare the crap out of me. My belt is now his belt and sometimes, without knowing, we match outfits. I go to sleep early and he goes to sleep when I wake up. Of course not exactly like that, but you get the picture. We work like clockwise and our routine its simple and clear. Thursdays are sacred and Mondays are hard. We go out, him more than me, and we know that he always abandons me at the end to stay partying longer, after putting me safety in the taxi. But we know as well that until the end, we get to dance, we sure get to drink and mainly smile and having fun! And at breakfast he gets to tell me all that I missed and his crazy and amazing stories that are my favorite Dominican Stories ever. And by now, I'm filling my glass with a bit of my favorite licor before he cames back and catches me doing it. Because if he does, I will forever be the girl that needs alcohol every time he leaves. But I'm warning you as well, If you leave for Italy before it's your time, I'm drinking from the bottle! That's how much I'm going to miss you, my favorite flatmate and partner in crime.
Love always
Maru
