"Panic. Panic is the word that comes to mind," Curtis said to his new roommate down the hall.
"Seriously?"
"Yes!" Curtis exclaimed. "I am not at all comfortable with this." He marched down to where his roommate was sitting in the living room.
"You're the one who asked me to move in."
"It's not that," he said holding up the bathroom trashcan. "It's this."
"...My old pads?"
"Used! Yes!"
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