#and yet she complains the most
My cousin’s infant died, I’m still coming down from the funeral. Roommate H is complaining about messes. Again. Reporting me to the landlord. Again.
I can’t deal with this garbage rn
In case you’re wondering, this is what she considers “a mess worthy of being reported to the landlord”
Thoughts? Any neat freaks (affectionate) want to share their opinion?
