{"id":5067,"date":"2023-02-06T07:43:20","date_gmt":"2023-02-06T12:43:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/?p=5067"},"modified":"2023-02-08T15:59:04","modified_gmt":"2023-02-08T20:59:04","slug":"and-now-for-something-completely-different","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beydeckard.com\/blog\/and-now-for-something-completely-different\/","title":{"rendered":"And now for something completely different…"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Now that Max, the Sequel<\/em> is off, it's time to focus on the next thing, what hey?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That something is My Roommate, Kevin<\/em>. Here's the first chapter. I'll be posting more chapters for silver subscribers. :) <\/p>\n\n\n\n

(\u261e Continued here<\/a><\/strong>)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chapter 1 \u2013 The Stranger

\u201cHi. I\u2019m here about the room.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stood there, blinking slowly at the stranger in my doorway. He was not what I was expecting, given the ad I had posted on Craigslist.

ROOM AVAILABLE IMMEDIATELY in large 5 \u00bd upper duplex near Villa-Maria metro \u2013 $350\/month (hydro\/heat\/ultrafast wifi included). I\u2019m a quiet, responsible, neat individual seeking the same. I work from home, so would prefer someone who works elsewhere. Steps from Monkland Village (grocery\/liquor store\/restaurants). Laundry in apartment. Large balcony in front and shared access to the yard in back. THE IDEAL ROOMMATE: queer-friendly, responsible, clean, quiet, no drama, no party, VEGETARIAN (no meat in my home, please). No smokers. No pets (I have a cat). Applicant must have references. Email for info. NO PHONE CALLS.<\/em>

With his bushy brown beard, messy hair, and dirty clothes, the guy looked sort of . . . homeless. Since I immediately felt like an asshole for thinking that, I took a closer look at him.
<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Under his dingy red-white-and-black plaid jacket, he had on some more plaid\u2014a shirt in green and navy\u2014and beneath that, what looked like a white t-shirt. Absolutely encrusted with grime, his dark-blue jeans had a gaping hole in one knee and frayed, matted cuffs, neither of which looked to be \u201cdistressed\u201d for the sake of fashion. Completing the look was a pair of beat-up, steel-toed work boots that might have been tan once upon a time. Maybe he was just a hipster who curated some sort of \u201cauthentic\u201d look\u2026 or maybe he was a lumberjack. I mean, he looked<\/em> like a lumberjack. A short lumberjack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As the guy stood there squinting up at me like a small, dirty Paul Bunyan, I slowly leaned back to get away from the smell of onions and sweat. I had no idea what to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After an awfully long, awkward silence, he ran a hand through his messy hair, the matted beard parting again to reveal bright white teeth. \u201cAm I in the right place? You JP?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From the slight twang in his accent, I placed him from somewhere west, but not too far west\u2014maybe rural Ontario. I nodded, then I frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWait, how did you get my address?\u201d I\u2019d already received over a dozen emails from people asking about the room, but I hadn\u2019t given out my address to any of them. Not yet. I knew I was stalling\u2014I needed a roommate soon, but I wasn\u2019t exactly thrilled about sharing my personal space with a stranger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy grinned. \u201cI grabbed a bite at the pub down the street and chatted up the gorgeous blonde working there. Said I was looking for a place, and she gave me your address.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh.\u201d He must have talked to Laurie, my favourite waitress at the Olde Grove Pub a few blocks over. Laurie knew I was renting the room, and she knew where I lived\u2014she\u2019d been over once to collect some books and an old folding table I\u2019d been giving away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Crap. Who else has she given my address to?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs it still up for grabs?\u201d he asked, distinctly hopeful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I considered lying, but his smile started to fade as disappointment crept into his red-rimmed eyes. The guy looked exhausted. I gave him a tight smile. \u201cSure. Come on in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The bright grin reappeared, and he stepped over the threshold, dumping the faded and patched green rucksack he was carrying in the entranceway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUm. Leave your boots on the mat. Please.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, yeah. Sorry.\u201d He braced himself as he pulled off his boots, and I tried not to grimace. The crease of his knuckles and around every nail was black with dirt, and I was surprised he didn\u2019t leave a dirty handprint on the white door frame. He stepped onto the hardwood floors in his no-longer-white athletic socks, one big toe poking from a hole, and waited for me to show him around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shoulders somewhere up around my ears, I gestured to the table and chairs in front of the patio door. \u201cThis is, um, the dining area and out there is the balcony. And, uh, through there is the kitchen.\u201d I pointed like an idiot to the wide arch where the kitchen was clearly visible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He walked past me and into the room, turning around in place as he nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not big, I know, but it\u2019s well organized. And there\u2019s lots of light.\u201d I had shelves full of plants on both sides of the big window. \u201cAnd the stove is induction.\u201d I didn\u2019t know why I was bothering to tell him these things. I just couldn\u2019t imagine taking him on as a roommate. \u201cThe room for rent is this one over here.\u201d I walked through the dining room and pointed to the open doorway. I held my breath as he brushed by me, not wanting another noseful of sweaty onion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked around, scratching his messy beard, his expression pleased. \u201cNice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The room was maybe twelve feet by twelve with a big window on the far side. The walls were painted light brown, and against the wall was a cheap IKEA futon that had seen better days. Both the paint and the futon predated my tenancy and, up until a week earlier, the room had been filled with odds and ends\u2014like boxes full of cables I\u2019d been dragging from apartment to apartment, Xmas decorations, a life-sized standing cut-out of Data from TNG, and a bunch of camping gear my ex had left behind. The decorations and gear were now taking up valuable real estate in my closet, but Data and the cables had gone to the curb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUh, so, there\u2019s no door to the room\u2026 that\u2019s why it\u2019s so cheap. I\u2019ve been trying to get my landlord to replace it, but he lives out in Tremblant, and he\u2019s never here. He\u2019s a nice guy, just\u2026 sort of lazy. But you could put up a curtain or something for the time being.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOk,\u201d he replied, nodding again like he was taking mental notes. \u201cThis come with it?\u201d He pointed to the futon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYep. Keep it or toss it; it\u2019s up to you.\u201d Why am I getting his hopes up?<\/em> Stupid Canadian politeness. \u201cAnd there\u2019s no closet, sorry. I think it was used as a dining room back when it was built.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s all right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stepped out of the way to let him out of the room and followed him to the big living room. \u201cThe back door there has stairs down to the yard. There\u2019s an old guy that lives downstairs, and he sits out there maybe once or twice a year, but it\u2019s basically mine.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCool.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd that\u2019s my room-slash-office over there.\u201d I pointed to the closed door. No reason to give him the full tour. \u201cAnd there\u2019s the bathroom. Laundry machines too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He poked his head into the bathroom and whistled. \u201cA claw foot tub! Man, I haven\u2019t seen one of these since I was a kid.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled. \u201cYeah, it\u2019s pretty great for baths. A little awkward for the shower, though.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh yeah?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, I had to rig up a shower curtain stand when I moved in, and the thing holding the shower head is a little low.\u201d I shrugged. \u201cYou kind of have to duck under it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, you<\/em> might, Stretch,\u201d the guy said, grinning up at me pointedly. I had at least a foot on him, for sure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I laughed politely, and he joined in. He had an unusual laugh. It was oddly high-pitched compared to his gruff speaking voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo, what happened to the last guy?\u201d He asked, jerking his thumb back towards the spare room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jokingly, he gave me a suspicious, squinting look. \u201cAnything I should know about you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh. No. I\u2019m totally boring, trust me. And there wasn\u2019t anyone renting it before. I\u2019m going back to school part-time and I need the extra money because I have to cut back my work hours.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGotcha.\u201d He walked over to his rucksack and picked it up. I followed to let him out, a little confused about the abruptness of his leaving, but instead of putting his boots on, he went back to the spare room and tossed his bag on the futon. \u201cI\u2019ll take it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stood there, mouth agape for a second, trying to find a polite way out of this. \u201cUm. Well. You see\u2026 uh\u2026 there are other people coming\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, tell \u2018em it\u2019s taken!\u201d he said, chuckling. He pulled something out of his back pocket, and I stared at the thick wad of cash. He began peeling off bills. \u201cFirst month, last month, and key deposit, right? How much do I owe you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh. There\u2019s no key deposit. I think that\u2019s actually illegal in Qu\u00e9bec.\u201d I licked my lips, my eyes on the bills in his hand. \u201cAnd uh, we don\u2019t do \u2018last month\u2019 either. That might be illegal too.  I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI might as well give it to you anyway.\u201d He held out seven shiny one-hundred-dollar bills.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mind was pulling me in two directions, and I didn\u2019t know what to do.
On the one hand, he had the money. It was right there. It meant that I could pay back some of what I owed on my credit card. How bad could this guy be?
But, on the other hand, who was he? Why did he have so much cash? Where did he get it? Laurie might think he was nice enough to set him up as my roommate, but what did I actually know about him? Even looking beyond his grimy appearance\u2026 he had just walked off the street. He could be a criminal. Then something else occurred to me: he hadn\u2019t read the ad. What if he was a homophobe? No way was I going to live in the closet in my own home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust so you know, I\u2019m gay,\u201d I blurted out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy looked at me a little funny. \u201cCool cool.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At that moment, Loki, my tortie, decided to make an appearance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, you\u2019ve got a cat!\u201d he said, squatting down. He pocketed the money and held out his hand to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUh. I wouldn\u2019t do that,\u201d I warned him. \u201cShe hates everyone but me. She\u2019ll tolerate you after a while but don\u2019t expect to\u2014\u201d I felt my eyebrows leap to my hairline as Loki began to rub her face against the guy\u2019s knuckles, purring audibly. \u201cIt might be a trap,\u201d I said weakly. \u201cShe really does hate everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnimals like me,\u201d he replied, looking up at me with another of those gleaming white smiles. He scratched behind Loki\u2019s ears and under her chin, just the way she liked it. \u201cAw, you\u2019re a good kitty. Such<\/em> a pretty girl, aren\u2019t you? Aren\u2019t<\/em> you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, that\u2019s a first.\u201d I shook my head. \u201cOk. Listen\u2026 thing is, I  don\u2019t know anything about you. Like\u2026 what do you do for a living?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy straightened, and Loki rubbed herself against his legs a few times before wandering off, her tail high. \u201cA bit of this, a bit of that. I\u2019m actually between gigs right now. But I\u2019ll have something lined up in no time, don\u2019t worry. Never have a problem finding work.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cO\u2026kay.\u201d There was my out! I could refuse him simply for being unemployed. I was relieved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he shrugged. \u201cI just flew in this afternoon from Kuujjuaq. Was up there for a six-month construction contract. A government infrastructure initiative thing for Northern communities\u2026 helping to build stuff, fix things\u2026 you know? Working with people from all over the Nunavik region, giving them some extra hands and tools to get them where they want to be. Um, lessee . . . worked for a bit on a new hospital centre and then I helped to set up the new beachside port north of Kuujjuaq\u2026 then south to do some logging. Spent a few weeks just breaking up rocks to get a road through so folks don\u2019t have to wait so long for supplies.\u201d He laughed, looking at his hands. \u201cShit, I\u2019ve got calluses on my calluses, but it was totally worth it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh great. I couldn\u2019t very well refuse him now, could I? I\u2019d look like a total asshole. \u201cThat\u2019s pretty awesome,\u201d I replied slowly. \u201cI can\u2019t even imagine going all the way up there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He grinned. \u201cI\u2019m just glad they\u2019re not flying Otters anymore. It\u2019s standard Boeings and shit now, except half of the plane\u2019s cargo. But, man, just getting back to Kuujjuaq last night to catch my flight this morning was hell. Everything went wrong. I haven\u2019t slept since\u2026 fuck, I don\u2019t even know.\u201d He pulled the bills from his pocket again and held them out to me. \u201cSo? Roomies? Hm?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut\u2026 what about references?\u201d I said, trying one last thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAw, that\u2019s fine, bro,\u201d he said, thumping me on the shoulder. \u201cI don\u2019t need \u2018em. You seem like a decent guy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s not what I meant<\/em>, I thought as he handed me the $700, but I knew I was defeated. I sighed.
\u201cWhen do you think you\u2019ll move in?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow about now?\u201d He threw himself on the futon, and it creaked so loud I thought it would give out. He lay back on the naked mattress with a happy sigh, lacing his fingers over his chest. \u201cOh yeah, that\u2019s the ticket.\u201d He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRight now<\/em>?\u201d I hadn\u2019t planned on this. I wasn\u2019t ready to share my space yet. I needed a few days. Oh my god, what have I done<\/em>? \u201cWh-what about your stuff?\u201d
Without opening his eyes, he nudged the bag with his foot. \u201cThis is all of it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh my god<\/em>. \u201cDo you even have sheets?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, but I\u2019ll go get some tomorrow,\u201d he replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOk.\u201d I stood there, feeling like I needed to say more but not finding the words. Loki brushed against my leg before hopping up onto the bed to curl up at my new roommate\u2019s feet. I turned to go and then stopped short. \u201cWait\u2026 I don\u2019t even know your name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy let out one of his high-pitched laughs, nearly a giggle. \u201cWow, my bad,\u201d he said, sitting up. He held out one dirty hand to shake, and I hesitantly took it, not wanting to be rude.
\u201cThe name\u2019s Kevin.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u261e Continued here<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Now that Max, the Sequel is off, it’s time to focus on the next thing, what hey? That something is My Roommate, Kevin. Here’s the first chapter. I’ll be posting more chapters for silver subscribers. :) (\u261e Continued here) Chapter 1 \u2013 The Stranger \u201cHi. I\u2019m here about the room.\u201d I stood there, blinking slowly at the stranger in my doorway. He was not what I was expecting, given the ad I had posted on Craigslist. ROOM AVAILABLE IMMEDIATELY in large 5 \u00bd upper duplex near Villa-Maria metro \u2013 $350\/month (hydro\/heat\/ultrafast wifi included). I\u2019m a quiet, responsible, neat individual seeking … <\/p>\n

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