Tiramisu Prophecy: My Roommate Wants Me Dead

Summary

My roommate, Andrew Hayes, has become obsessed with this viral tiramisu place off campus. Every night without fail, he brings a box of it back.

He tries to sell us on it more than once. Supposedly the texture is silky and rich, and it melts in the mouth. I just can't be bothered to care.

Everything changes on the day before the grad school recommendation list is posted.

My pen is moving across the page of a paper when something at the edge of my vision suddenly catches my eye. A few lines of text have appeared.