There probably won't be a part 2 because I can tolerate her for the most part.
So here's the thing: I hate listening to phone arguments. Most likely they go around in circles and nothing gets resolved. From the sounds of it, roommate and boy used to go out and the dude wants to be friends again, but he can't handle the fact that she has a life and practically no time for him. Now my roomie is cool as hell, but she sounds all kinds of stressed right now. If I was her, I would've hung up the phone a long time ago.
I just can't see how girls can deal with incompetent guys. If you're an intelligent woman, why settle for less?
However, I know as much as the next girl about how kindness can be a weakness sometimes. You let him express his concerns and feelings, no matter how redundant or meaningless to you it may be. I think that's her problem.
Lately, I've been saying/thinking a lot of rude things (saying mostly to friends or myself). It's a matter of keeping a balance between the aggressive and the passive, which is being assertive. That reminds me of learning about drugs in grade school when teachers would show us the three ways of saying no to drugs.
Bottom line: he sounds like an idiot and should never deserve her time, no matter what kind of history they had. What's done is done and it sounds like things would never escalate to that point again. So why the frustrating phone call that will distract me from sleep? Well, at least tomorrow's my late class day.
In the meantime, I need poetic inspiration. However, I do have an idea for a screenplay. Hopefully things will flush out in the writing realm.
(She just hung up the phone. If he calls back, I hope he yells enough to induce laryngitis.)