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I have a lot of fond memories of my college years, but I can’t think of any without Alex being a part of them.
We first met freshman year, paired as dorm roommates for our first semester.
We both had no idea what to expect, but we tackled it together.
Our friendship was almost instant, and we soon became best friends.
As the years went on, we became famous for our sleepless nights talking in our dorm room with friends, or for hosting some of the best parties in school history.
The two of us were inseparable all throughout college, never feeling the need to conform to anyone else’s standard.
For a while, Alex was the only person I needed, and I think he felt the same.
Alex was the only person who really understood me, and I felt like I could be myself around him.
He was also a big reason why I stayed sane through the stress of college classes and homework.
I’m not sure how I would have made it through without him, or if I would have even survived this long.
As we enter our final semester, it’s hard to believe that it’s all coming to an end.
It feels like just yesterday we were moving into our dorm room together as scared freshmen, embarking on the most exciting time of our lives.
Now we’re just months away from getting our diplomas and starting the real world.
I’m dreading leaving this place because it means leaving Alex behind as well.
He’s been a huge reason why my college experience has been so memorable, and I can’t imagine not having him by my side as I move on to the next chapter of my life.
Alex is one of the best things that’s ever happened to me.
He’s always been there for me, through all of the ups and downs, always ready to make me laugh or pick me up when I’m feeling down.
I feel so lucky to have him in my life.
It’s almost impossible to imagine college without Alex.
It would be like trying to get through it without breathing.
I know this is just a small moment in our lives and that we’ll both end up moving on from it.
But I also know that I’ll never forget how much fun I had with Alex and that every time I look back at this time in my life, I’ll always see him there by my side.
He’s been a huge part of what’s made these years so memorable for me, and I’ll never forget how grateful I am for his friendship.
Alex Thompson was six feet and three inches of muscle and athleticism.
He had short brown hair and blue eyes that lit up when he smiled.
We met when we were paired as roommates our freshman year of college.
We were each other’s firsts for almost everything: party, hangover, and hook-up.
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We were each other’s person.
The one who I knew I could always count on to be there for me, no matter what.
The one who had seen me at my worst and still loved me.
The one who always had my back and would always be there for me.
The one who could always make me laugh even when I didn’t feel like smiling.
Even though Alex and I were both single, we’d never dated or hooked up before.
I mean yeah, I’d thought about it over the years but it seemed like a bad idea.
If something went wrong between us, I didn’t want it to ruin our friendship.
Alex had been there for me through some of the worst times of my life.
He’d picked me up when I felt like I couldn’t even stand, and he’d made me laugh when I felt like crying.
The truth is that Alex is the one who helped me get through some of those days when I didn’t know if I’d make it through alive.
I love him more than words can express, and I’m so grateful for him and the friendship that we have.
I know that I would never have made it through college without him, and I’ll never forget how he’s been there for me through everything that I’ve gone through.
I sat on the balcony outside of my dorm room, a cold beer in my hand, and looked out at the campus that had been my home for the past four years.
My roommate, Sarah, was next to me, leaning against the railing and drinking her own beer.
“Are you ready to graduate?”
“Absolutely,” she said with a sigh.
“I haven’t even walked across the stage yet, and I already have a job offer.”
I nodded, not surprised in the least.
Sarah was studying business administration with a concentration in marketing, so she was kind of a big deal.
She did really well in school, had a great personality, and was always professional.
I was sure she would do well after graduation too.
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“Are you going to miss college?”
I asked, turning to face her so that we could have a proper conversation—as opposed to just yelling over the music.
Sarah rolled her eyes but smiled at me anyway.
This was a common occurrence between us because I was, um, what’s the word?
Oh yeah, an asshole, but she knew that it was all in good fun and never took anything personally.
“I’m sure I’ll miss some of it,” she said, shrugging, “but I’m not really into the whole party scene.”
I held up my beer and gestured at the campus with it before taking another sip.
“You sure about that?”
She laughed, shoving me lightly in the shoulder.
“Okay, fine, maybe a little part of it.” She paused. “But I think it’ll be nice to graduate and move on to bigger and better things.”
I smiled at her and nodded.
We sat in silence for a while, enjoying the cool night air and taking in the view from our balcony.
We were on the third floor of our dorm building, so we had a good vantage point of most of our campus.
The music was still playing from the party that was going on downstairs, and I found myself tapping my foot to it.
The song was catchy and made me want to dance.
I looked down at Sarah, who was still half turned away from me as she stared out at the campus.
“Come dance with me?”
She continued to stare out into the night for several seconds before slowly turning to face me.
“Yeah,” I said with a shrug.
She opened her mouth as if to say something but then stopped.
After another moment, she finally nodded.
“Yeah, okay.” She got up from where she’d been sitting and followed me back inside.
We entered the room just as Alex was coming out of his bedroom.
He was tall and athletic with dark brown hair and brown eyes, and he was very good-looking.
Not that I’d ever tell him that.
The last thing he needed was an even bigger ego because Alex already had one that was larger than life.
He was also my best friend and roommate—in case that wasn’t already clear—though this wasn’t something that was typical or expected in our college dorms.
Most people didn’t really get along well enough with their roommates to become friends, let alone best friends.
But Alex and I had been attached at the hip since we’d met four years ago when we were freshmen.
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