Once shared with a house of 19 freaksat art college. My roommate used to return from college, covered head to foot in charcoal dust, from a hard days shading in and go to bed still in coat and boots. Tidying up one day a couple of us found a dirty plate, knife, fork and spoon stuck to the duvet with dried beans from last week. He also had the unsettling habit of exposing himself behind the back of the person you were in serious conversation with. Later admitted to us that he’d had ‘complete’ romantic encounters with his dog – a jack Russell. Poor dog was terrified of him. The girl in the room upstairs was stranger though. She’d had a near death experience from too much hallucinogen and crept around whispering under her breath. Once she went white as a sheet in mid conversation, relaxing only when the leopard she’d seen walk through the café had left. She failed her driving test because of swerving to miss the imaginary cats and dogs.
However, all of this was manageable compared to my sister’s housemate who had a breakdown and a baby at the same time (not good in a shared house). She kept her placenta on a plate in the shared fridge until she could get round to eating it. Had to have a huge argument to get it in the bin after a week. Sorry for length -rich vein.
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However, all of this was manageable compared to my sister’s housemate who had a breakdown and a baby at the same time (not good in a shared house). She kept her placenta on a plate in the shared fridge until she could get round to eating it. Had to have a huge argument to get it in the bin after a week. Sorry for length -rich vein.