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Two Roommates. One Camera. A whole lot of action. I get crushes the way some people get seasonal allergies. And sharing a house with four hot roommates is like being stuck in permanent spring. Too bad I keep getting friend-zoned. But it’s senior year now, and I’m done pining for the impossible. Time to live it up and go out with a bang. Or a lot of bangs. And I’m definitely, definitely not getting attached to anyone. Especially not my straight, gym-loving, football-player roommate ...