Fresh Paint Sealed My Bedroom Window Shut
The bedroom smelled like fresh paint when I got home.
Landlords. Roommates. Leaks. Fees. The stuff people end up telling their friends about later.
The bedroom smelled like fresh paint when I got home.
The mailbox opened right away.
The shower rod fell down with the curtain still attached and would not stay back up.
For a second, I thought someone had broken in.
No spam. Just the ones worth opening.
The building charged me a monthly amenity fee for the small gym downstairs.