6thElement said:
My flatmate sleepwalked (sp??) into my bedroom and then asked me if I was alive as he'd just dreamt that all people below level 8 were dead (a WoW reference). He then walked back into his bedroom.
I was scared.
I can beat that. When I was in Halls (D&R Liverpool Uni for those that know it) my room was at the end of a corridor with two other neighbours.
Nobody bothered locking our doors (due to another incidenct involving wallpaste) as we didn't mind if we popped in and out to say hello
One morning my alarm clock goes off, and at that point my door opens and I see somebody. Thinking it was a different lad I told [him] wait until i'm ready. I then clear my eyes as this person mutters something back. I sit bolt upright in bed as I realise the person infront of me is my gay neighbour NAKED. (I bullcarp you not).
He then mutters something else and walks across my room and parks his naked bi-directional ass on my window sill. I ask him;
"WTF ARE YOU DOING?"
"I'm waiting..."
"WHAT!?"
"I'm just waiting..it's ok..."
"WTF ARE YOU WAITING FOR!??!?!"
"The bus into uni..."
*frown, oh god no, he's sleep walking!*
"WHY DON'T YOU ******* DO THAT IN YOUR OWN ROOM?!?!"
"oh I suppose.... alright then...."
He then walks back to his room and shuts the door.
