The 2 week Flatmate

Having lived on my own for 4 years, helping friends out here and there of course, living with someone is always going to be daunting.

What if they’re messy? Bring people over? Boyfriends? I cant bring mine over…. General annoyances!

SO my best friend asked to move in and of course I said yes, but still at a rent. She’s only been here 10 days and shes already irritating. That I can deal with because I have my own life thata I can go out and not see her, but it’s my flat. I want one of my boys over and cant.

She’s the sort of girl where its you’ll love this guy he’s a doctor/lawyer/banker, lives in Knightsbridge/Chelsea/Kensington, drives a Porche/ Bentley brand this, money that but she actually has little.  Waiting for her gorgeous man in a shining white Bentley to take her off around the world and live a life of luxury…. Aint gonna happen love!

So, like I said she’s been here 10 days and not paid rent. I ask. She comes back with £50 less for Easter weekend, fine because I agreed I guess. She is also saying that all she’s done here is sleep, shower and cook a little bit…. That’s called living somewhere. I don’t know what else she was expecting! But now to top it off she’s calling in on a g I owe her! Fine, but if she really wanted me to call in all of what Ive given her (and I know) she’d probably cry…… Also I am not one to let drugs and money get in a way of a friendship. I hope she remembers that!

The fragile fact of the matter is that she was expecting me to give for free, but recently I’ve been noticing her taking me for a ride. No. I do not have mug written across my forehead!!

Oh and the last straw??? SHE’s FINISHED MY FUCKING KETCHUP AND LOO ROLL AND NOT FUCKING REPLACED IT!!!

Rant done! x

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