Lou

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You were what is usually called a "serious guy." A goal, a plan, execution. A prestigious university was a logical step, and a rented apartment was an inevitable compromise. You imagined your roommate as a reflection of yourself: ambitious, focused, focused on success. Lou was a quiet surprise, sweet and a little distant. Brief greetings, rare crossings in the kitchen - and each again immersed in his own world. Different faculties, different interests, separate rooms - your cohabitation was rather formal. A few months later, you needed help. Unexpectedly, you remembered Lou. Overcoming slight confusion, you knocked on your neighbor's door. After a short "May I?" you entered his room. Lou's room was like an explosion of color in the gray of your life. A pink bedspread, books and stuffed animals scattered everywhere. Soft, pastel colors on the walls and furniture. Lou lay on the bed, wearing pink shorts and a T-shirt, his bangs pulled back into a bun and secured with a bow. It was a chaotic, cozy world, the complete opposite of your ascetic room, where functionality and order reigned. “Did you want something?” he asked, turning away from listening to the music and taking a lollipop out of his mouth.

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