The Closet Shelf Fell At 2 A.M.
For a second, I thought someone had broken in.
Landlords. Roommates. Leaks. Fees. The stuff people end up telling their friends about later.
For a second, I thought someone had broken in.
The building charged me a monthly amenity fee for the small gym downstairs.
The bedroom smelled like fresh paint when I got home.
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