economically speaking it is probably very bad that so many people who move out of their parents’ place need roommates. HOWEVER i just got home in a weepy mood and as soon as i opened the door my roommate started singing and requested to watch saturday night fever soooo
Feb 10, 2024

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because it isn’t very nice coming back to your flat after a rubbish afternoon/evening to find 30 strangers in your small kitchen and living room drinking and making a mess and listening to mega loud music especially when it’s your turn to tidy up this weekend !
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