sure enough, “Alfred” was written across the back in black Sharpie. “Suzie is smaller and more compact, which is exactly how I like my women.”
“You have two iPads?” Jase didn’t even have one. He’d asked his parents for one at Christmas last year and got a generic knock-off instead.
“No, I have four.”
“Four? Why on earth would anyone need four iPads?” The CEO of Apple probably didn’t have four iPads.
Joshua stopped mid-step, swung his head around to peer at his bed, and then practically leapt across the room. “Because three weren’t enough,” he said, pulling an iPad Mini out from under his pillow. “There you are, Suzie. Come now, dear. We’re going to be late for class.” Without another word to Jase, he spun to the door, swung it open, and came to a halt as if he’d just plowed into a wall of glass.
“Miss Matthews, you look positively gorgeous,” he said to Talley, who was standing in the doorway with one hand balancing a box of pizza and the other clutched against her chest.
“Thanks,” she said with a nervous laugh. “And you are stunning, Joshua.”
His smile was the kind that stretched all the way across his face, rearranging his features to transform him into a whole new person. “I do try my hardest,” he said, sweeping past her and into the hall. “Good night, Jase Donovan. Sleep well. I may kill you in the morning.”
“See ya,” Jase said even though Joshua was already halfway down the hall. Once the door was completely closed he turned to Talley. “That guy gets weirder every single time I see him.”
“True, but then again, you only see him for five minutes every three days. As far as roommates go, it could be worse.”
Jase knew he didn’t have it bad in the roommate department, certainly not as bad as Talley’s she-woman-man-hater who left fingernail clippings all over the place and lectured anyone who would listen on how declining morals would be the downfall of America, but even Talley had to admit there was something off about Joshua. For one thing, the guy lived like a vampire. He only took evening classes, worked the midnight to eight shift sitting at the front desk in their dorm, and slept during the day while Jase was in class. Most of the time when the two of them were in the room at the same time, at least one of them was asleep. The rare moments they saw each other in the waking world, Jase felt like he had stepped into some bizarre comedy act. Joshua wasn’t so much flighty as distracted. He always seemed to be focusing on fifteen things at once, and none of those fifteen things were ever the conversation he was having at the moment. Jase figured it was either some sort of AD/HD or the result of abusing AD/HD medication.
“He has four iPads, Tal. Four. Who needs four iPads?”
Talley grabbed a towel off the floor and spread it across his bed, the only semi-clean space in the entire room. “Joshua?” she answered, sitting the pizza box on the towel.
“It’s just weird. And excessive. And he is, in many ways, excessively weird.”
“He’s not that bad.”
Jase flipped back the lid of the pizza box and grabbed a slice. “He’s a slob...”
“You do realize you’re worse than he is, right?”
“…And he likes Star Trek ….”
“I like Star Trek .”
“…And he never goes anywhere or hangs out with friends. He sleeps, works, and goes to class. No social life whatsoever. Isn’t that the sign of a serial killer or something?”
Talley looked up from peeling the pepperonis off her slice of pizza. “He works a full time job and is taking twenty hours. He doesn’t have time to go anywhere or hang out with friends.”
“He’s got the weekends.”
“To study,” she said. “And how do you know he doesn’t party all weekend? He might be hitting every frat house in the Six Pack on Saturday nights when you’re not around.”
She had a point. Jase and Talley hadn’t spent a weekend in town since school began. Instead,