Speaking To His Mother

[Tucker’s POV]

‘I can’t believe that the…Malcolm Shade is my roommate,’ I thought to myself.

He was a recurring name in the mouths of every freshman, probably every single person in Columbia university.

And he just happened to be my roommate? Nah that was crazy for me.

It was way too convenient, like a blessing sent to me directly from the gods.

But honestly, I couldn’t help but feel skeptical about the entire situation.

I was trained to believe that life wasn’t a bed of roses and that nothing came easy.

If all of a sudden everything began to work in my favor, I would get worried.

At least these were the thoughts in my head before he offered to help me.

Growing up as a child I always loved gaming, but my parents always wanted me to consider it as a hobby.

However, I had other intentions.

It was something that I enjoyed doing genuinely, I could spend hours on end doing it without feeling tired.

When I even hinted the idea to my parents, the amount of disapproval they feigned toward me

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