The first night Russ moved into the apartment he was briefly introduced to two other room mates... two room mates who wouldn't be staying in the room with him, but who he'd be sharing the rest of the apartment with nonetheless.

When The Actor introduced The Baby Mama, Russ didn't catch her name, and even a week later he still wouldn't understand what her name was.

Kyra? Kyla? Kiya? After hearing someone else say it maybe it was Kara or Karen. It definitely starts with a 'kuh' sound.

She said a quick hello that night while cleaning a plate off in the kitchen and then retreated to her room.

Later in the evening, much later the other room mate showed up.  He said an even quicker hello before wheeling his bike back to his room down the dark hallway.  Russ barely got a look
at him.

"Oh that's the other room mate... He's cool."
"Oh word." Russ said to The Drug Dealer.

That night while laying in bed, Russ heard over and over again someone going into the bathroom, and throwing up.  It seemed to be happening every twenty to thirty minutes...  Russ tried not to think too much of it, and hoped one of his room mates wasn't dying.

The next night Russ noticed again someone throwing up a lot throughout the night.

The day after while giving The Drug Dealer a ride to somewhere on Hollywood Blvd, Russ felt comfortable enough with The Drug Dealer to ask about who's dying in the apartment.

"Oh yea he was addicted to opiates and I cut him off, so he's going through withdrawals or whatever."

Russ wasn't too sure what to say... that's kind of a fucked up situation.

"...that's some heavy shit man."
"Yea it was getting bad, I had to stop selling to him."

It'd be a few more days before Russ would actually get a good look at his room mate The Drug Addict, and when he did that image would be burned into his brain, and haunt him for the rest of his life, or until other new memories pushed that memory out if his head.

Tall, just skin and bones, The Drug Addict had piercing light blue eyes, one of which is incredibly lazy.  He also had scabs and small fresh cuts/wounds on his face and all over his arms and legs.

Gross. Scary gross.

"Great, I'm sure you're going to be the star of any nightmares I have over the next couple months. Thanks bro."

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A few nights after moving in Russ had gotten home from a show pretty late, it was nearing midnight and the only other people home were The Drug Dealer and The Baby Mama.

The Baby Mama came out of her room and asked if The Drug Dealer and Russ wanted to walk to the gas station.  The Drug Dealer wanted to call his girlfriend so he passed.  The apartment was hot, so Russ didn't mind getting back out into that cool LA air.

Russ had no idea what he was about to get himself into, and after tonight The Baby Mama wouldn't like him, and would stop speaking to/acknowledging him.  Russ would be fine with this.

As they walked out of the apartment and up the street towards the gas station they came to some construction where there was a walkway that had been constructed to pass through so you wouldn't be bothered by the mess.

The Baby Mama pulled Russ into the street and told him not to walk through the walk way.

Russ isn't a fan of being touched really, especially by people he doesn't know... He also doesn't like being told what to do, especially by people he doesn't know.

This rubbed Russ the wrong way, but he could deal with it.

"Yo you got your phone?"
"Yea..."
"You got music on dere?"
"Uh yea."
"Play some."

Russ didn't really wanna hold his phone out and play music.

"Well I don't wanna run out the battery..."
"Man play some."

Russ pulled out his phone and put his music on shuffle.

"Next."

Russ skipped to the next song, luckily The Baby Mama got a phone call.

A few minutes later and they were just about at the gas station.

"Yo man, this is my spot. Watch. Watch.  I go in, they know me."

They entered the gas station.

"Yoooo!"

The clerk nodded and started to ring her up for a cigar. Russ was impressed, wow, the clerk at the Mobil station was familiar with The Baby Mama, Russ felt like he was hanging out with royalty.

"Imma use the bathroom real quick, pay for this."

She quickly handed Russ a couple bucks, and headed back to the bathroom.

"Uh I guess I'll pay for that."

Russ paid for the cigar, grabbed it, took the change, and waited a moment for The Baby Mama.  She came out if the bathroom holding her hands out as if they were wet.

"Yo you guys ain't got any paper towels?"

Russ was the only one who heard her, and he just looked around.  She slowly walked up to the front of the gas station.

"Hey you ain't got no paper towels?"

Again Russ was the only one who heard her.

"Man whatever!"

She grabbed the cigar from Russ, and he followed her towards the door. She stopped, put her arm around Russ, and looked at the clerk.

"This is my bro. This is my bro."

Russ just stared at the clerk, who nodded. They walked out of the gas station.

Russ wanted to go back to the apartment.

"Hey let's hit up this 7-11 up here."
"How far is it?"
"It's right here dude."

It was only a half block away.

"Yea okay..."

They arrived at 7-11 moments later, The Baby Mama went inside and Russ waited outside.  She went towards the back, towards the alcohol, grabbed a 32 ounce (pretty sure that was the size... it was one of those bigger cans) and took it to the register to pay.  Russ turned around and faced the parking lot.  She came out halfway...

"Hey man get in here."
"No thanks, I don't want anything."
"Maaaan."

She went back in and paid for her drink.  She came out and they started walking through the parking lot.

"Hey over here..."
"The apartment's this way..."
"Over her man, real quick come on."

Russ followed her down the street a bit, she stopped under a tree and opened her beer.

"Come on you don't need me here.., I'm going back."
"Hold on man, I'll be quick."

Russ was a bit nervous... He was worried cops would drive by, so he was nervously looking around.

"Man stop looking around. Stop being nervous. You scared?"
"I'm not scared... It's late. I'm tired. I'm going back."
"That don't look good man just leaving me here."

Russ just looked at her.

"Alright man we'll head back."

They started to head back.  They passed the 7-11 and then the gas station.  The Baby Mama got another phone call and sat on a ledge.

"Hold up man, sit down."

Russ stopped and stood there. The Baby Mama talked on the phone for a minute.

"Hey man sit down."
"No thanks."
"Sit down man."
"I'm good."
"Sit down!"
"I DON'T WANT TO SIT DOWN!"

Russ didn't really yell, but had raised his voice some.

"Take yo'self back to the apartment den."
"Fine!"

Russ started towards the apartment.  As he got further down the block The Baby Mama yelled something at him.  Russ heard her, but couldn't make out what she said, he just kept walking.

Russ got back to the apartment and laid down.  The Baby Mama showed up over an hour later and didn't look at him as she entered the apartment.

"Yea don't look at me bitch."

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Next time on "Everything's Coming Up Russes!" The thrilling conclusion to "Meet the Room Mates" ...who is The Prophet?!?  Stay tuned!!