That night, I’m lying in bed, reading a book on my phone’s Kindle app. It’s not my normal reading material. Usually, I like to read the classics. Heavier stuff. But after my low-key weekend of indulging in junk-food TV did me so much good, I felt like maybe a light, fluffy read is what I need, too. Summer’s a big fan of romance novels, so I asked her for a recommendation. Something on the short side, low-angst and cute. She recommended me a book called Roommate Rebound.

