My Entitled Roommate Demands Half My Fortune

Summary

Claire Bennett, my roommate, tried to mask the surprise, but a greedy glint flashed in her eyes when she learned my monthly allowance was $4,500.

She dug into her pocket, pulling out a crumpled two-dollar bill. She pressed it into my hand. “Sutton, you have way more money than you need every month, and honestly, it’s not fair to the rest of us here at Ellison. It encourages unhealthy competition. So, we’re going to split our monthly allowances. Fifty-fifty.”

“I’m not trying to be unfair, of course. My monthly budget is barely two hundred dollars, so I’m giving you back two.”