In “The Legionnaire” on Jezebel.com, one person’s roommate sublets their apartment for a summer to a man they thought was in town for a brief culinary program. When the guest goes missing a few weeks into their stay, the subletter’s roommate becomes convinced their seasonal guest has been murdered.
In this post from “The Bold Italic,” one woman engages in an email discussion about “studio sharing” where the subletter volunteers to sleep in the closet, while the guest will sleep in the main room with a “male spirit” that is usually “pretty much friendly.”
In Brokelyn.com’s “The Walking Hygiene Experiment,” one online pairing results in an apartment smelling of a “petri dish.”
In Curbed.com’s San Francisco edition, the wonderfully titled “I Had a Secret Roommate Who Was My Other Roommate’s Sex Slave” leaves little to the imagination.
And, lastly, this tale, reposted by The Village Voice asks the question “Is this the Grossest NYC Roommate Story Ever?” It involves a roommate—of sorts—being discovered underneath a twin bed. There’s a line in this post that reads: “Stop reading here if you have or have ever had anything resembling a weak stomach.” You’ve been warned.
Happy reading from your friends at RoomMatchers!