Okay guys listen up… This is my best friend and I promised her I’d find her a wife. She’s currently 23 and fed up of being rejected and having her heart broken so from here on out I’m tasked at finding her a girl so she doesn’t have to worry about hurt feelings. This is 100% serious.
You need to be:
-Someone who likes Netflix, cuddling and hot chocolate after a long day at work.
- love your friends a family
- not like to party to much
- dislike fish (long story)
- live in England in the south west
If this sounds like you please message me once again this is 100% serious.
I live in England, and my flat is owned by a Housing Trust, meaning it’s a rented public property (Basically a council flat). I moved in last November and the first thing I did was to go and meet my downstairs neighbour.
Our flats are an old house, converted into flats. We both get a front door and our own front (and back) gardens. I have the upstairs flat, meaning I get a little downstairs storage space and then a nice upstairs flat & a gate into my back garden. Downstairs flat doesn’t have inside storage space, but they get two sheds in the back garden and a back door. My flat is directly atop theirs even though our doors are side by side.
Anyway! I move in and go and say hello to my neighbours. I introduce myself, explain that I have TV/Music on every hour that I’m in (for mental health reasons I can’t sit in silence) and of course I’ll try and keep it quiet, but this is a new flat, noise levels will be different to where I last lived and if it’s too loud, just come bang on my door and I’ll naturally turn it down.
My neighbour [We’ll call her Charlotte from now on] smiled and nodded and assured me that it’s fine, they’re a little loud too and the same goes for if they keep me up.
A portrait of Henrietta of England as Cleopatra, depicting the largely thought to be mythical incident where she is said to have dissolved a priceless pearl in a glass of wine to win a bet with Marc Antony.