Three alarms, two hairdryers, one narrow corridor. I am not asking for a convent. I am asking not to start work already fully irritated today.
Tag: renting
It was one box. It was mine. I would have said yes if you asked. Instead I come home hungry and start a proper grudge.
Not the scratchy one. The expensive one. Wet patch and stranger smell. Sex is fine here. Laundry diplomacy is how the real house wars start.