Okay. Thank you for your advice. The situation WAS rather surreal, actually. We were good friends with him for quite a while, and then he started living with us; in other words, he moved into the apartment building with his own private apartment, but slept on our couch in the living room most nights, ate with us, and did our dishes. (We have a notorious dish problem.) I think at some point it finally clicked that this was a male living amongst females, and each of us just grew more and more fond of him. On hindsight, however, he was a bit of a flake.
Thank you for explaining the identity thing in a mature manner, however. I'll keep that in mind next time.:)
True. It has been a while since any of us heard from him; even roomie1 hasn't heard a peep. Like I said, you guys are right; on hindsight, he is a bit of a flake.
Thanks for the advice. I'll keep it in mind, and hopefully the situation resolves itself.:)