"This one is nice!" I gushed as I shoved a picture of a local apartment into June's face. Sure, it was a fixer upper but we could do it. It seemed quite homey asides from the fact that it was in a terrible neighborhood.
"It looks like a house that drug addicts hangout at on their free time." June wrinkled her nose in disgust at the picture of the dingy blue walls and smoke stained ceiling.
"You're right." I huffed in complete annoyance. At this point, I had already gone through hundreds of apartments, coming to the conclusion that they were either too pricy or too creepy.
"Seriously, Ro, just come stay with me!" She said as she piled the clean plates into the cabinets above her.
"You say that now, but you'll regret it once you realize how dreadful it is to be crammed in an apartment wi
