Rejected
One morning at 3:00 AM my roommate fell from his top bunk and hit his head on our mini fridge. I awoke to him kneeling in the middle of the room yelling sounds. I first thought he was conjuring a demon, but then he told me he just fell on his face. I asked if he needed any help and he said no. I fell back asleep.
I awake later that morning and my roommate’s nowhere in sight. I open up Facebook and his profile pic is him in a hospital bed and neck brace, half is face is purple. I look at the top of a fridge and there’s a small dent.
Though his face may have hurt, it didn’t exceed my emotional pain having been turned down from giving him a ride to the hospital. What else are roommates for? I guess he got a ride from the RA. Story credit: Reddit / gonsack