The 61°F Divide
Language: en
The outdoor temperature hit 95°F, and our dorm room felt like a sauna. "It's too hot," I suggested, "let's turn on the AC." Claire, lounging on her bed in just her underwear, panting, shrugged indifferently. "I'm not hot." Mia, wiping buckets of sweat with a pile of tissues that filled a small trash bin, pulled her jacket tighter. "I'm a little cold, actually." Adrian, chugging iced lemonade, looked up. "If you want it on, go ahead." I set the thermostat to 79°F and sighed in relief as the cool air started to circulate. A month later, Claire sent me a bill. "The electricity bill is $200…