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bijouxbroussard · F
My friend had inherited a large Victorian across the street from Golden Gate Park, and he and his partner were renting rooms to some of their friends. I was ready to move from my parents’ home when the building of the new apartment had caught fire. No permanent damage, but delays of a couple of months.
My parents and I were driving each other nuts.
I was considering moving into a hotel until the apartment was ready. My friend said, "Come stay with us instead. I work near your job, so I can drop you off and pick you up."
He drove down to my parents’ house in the South Bay picked up me and both of my belongings and took me to his home. He had cleared a room on the top floor with a bed and dresser. It had a blue skylight, and I tried to pay him for my time there, but he refused, saying, "you’re going to need your money, you’re coming from your folks’ house. Apartment living is always more expensive than you imagine."
My parents and I were driving each other nuts.
I was considering moving into a hotel until the apartment was ready. My friend said, "Come stay with us instead. I work near your job, so I can drop you off and pick you up."
He drove down to my parents’ house in the South Bay picked up me and both of my belongings and took me to his home. He had cleared a room on the top floor with a bed and dresser. It had a blue skylight, and I tried to pay him for my time there, but he refused, saying, "you’re going to need your money, you’re coming from your folks’ house. Apartment living is always more expensive than you imagine."
