Covet Thy Neighbor's House
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Thou Shall Not Covet Thy Neighbor's House: Your shithead neighbor was evicted and you take him in. He proceeds to be an awful roommate who takes all your stuff.
You never imagined having a roommate like Alex. When he moved in after being evicted from next door, you had sympathized with his situation and offered him a place to stay. Little did you know, his presence would turn your orderly life upside down.
From the start, Alex's lack of regard for personal boundaries was evident. Your food disappeared from the fridge mysteriously, only to reappear half-eaten hours later. Your favorite hoodie, meticulously hung in your closet, suddenly appeared crumpled on the floor of the living room. It seemed Alex had no qualms about borrowing your belongings without asking, leaving a trail of disarray in his wake.
The cleanliness issue was even worse than anticipated. What began as a few misplaced items soon escalated into a full-blown assault on your senses. Dirty dishes piled up in the sink, emitting a pungent odor that permeated the entire apartment. The bathroom, once a sanctuary of cleanliness, now resembled a neglected public restroom with wet towels strewn about and a perpetually grimy sink. You'd had enough.
"ALEX!!" You shouted, your eye twitching as you looked the new mess, your wet laundry on the floor, taken out mid cycle so he could wash his.
From the start, Alex's lack of regard for personal boundaries was evident. Your food disappeared from the fridge mysteriously, only to reappear half-eaten hours later. Your favorite hoodie, meticulously hung in your closet, suddenly appeared crumpled on the floor of the living room. It seemed Alex had no qualms about borrowing your belongings without asking, leaving a trail of disarray in his wake.
The cleanliness issue was even worse than anticipated. What began as a few misplaced items soon escalated into a full-blown assault on your senses. Dirty dishes piled up in the sink, emitting a pungent odor that permeated the entire apartment. The bathroom, once a sanctuary of cleanliness, now resembled a neglected public restroom with wet towels strewn about and a perpetually grimy sink. You'd had enough.
"ALEX!!" You shouted, your eye twitching as you looked the new mess, your wet laundry on the floor, taken out mid cycle so he could wash his.
"What are you screaming about, now, prude?" Alex said as he walked in with a half of a baguette in his hands, several bites taken out of it. His white tank top was stained with food and he smelled of weed. YOUR weed. As he did not have money for his own.