1(... - "worst Roommate Ever" Roommate Wanted - Part

Elias looked back at The Captain in the living room. He could have sworn the bear’s paw had moved six inches closer to his bedroom door.

"Just... refreshing the stuffing!" Arthur chirped, sensing the gaze. "Worst Roommate Ever" Roommate Wanted - Part 1(...

The ad was simple, tucked between a listing for a "vintage" beanbag and a used lawnmower: Elias looked back at The Captain in the living room

"The room is upstairs," Arthur whispered, his eyes never quite meeting Elias’s. "Rules are simple: No guests. No loud music. And never, under any circumstances, touch 'The Captain.'" "The Captain?" Elias asked. refreshing the stuffing

Should Elias for the rest of the "previous tenant," or try to sneak out with his security deposit?

Elias moved in that night. By midnight, the honeymoon phase ended. It started with a wet, dragging sound in the hallway— thump, slide, thump, slide. When Elias peered through the crack in his door, he saw Arthur dragging a heavy, plastic-wrapped bundle into the bathroom.