When I first moved in to Man205, my first thoughts were how it seemed to be tucked away, a cave of an apartment. The door was open and the only light I could see crept in from the doorway behind me, only to light the floor and end in darkness. Packing my stuff into my room, I hung out in the living room, noticing a slight mold smell that accompanied the place.
I then met the roommates, who seemed so strange back then compared to now. I met the girls who frequented the apartment at that time, one who seemed intensely enthusiastic to meet new people, one who blamed a roommate for the weather; shortly thereafter, I returned home for a month.
Upon my return, it was nothing but parties and couples. Roommates and their girlfriends, Karaoke parties with fried oreos.
We've quieted down a lot since I moved in. Strange, that.
It has become my home, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to leave it yet.
when you say "girls who frequented the apartment" it sounds like we ran a male-whorehouse
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ReplyDeleteHaha, I think I'm the one who blamed the weather on the room mate....HYRUM!