The guy upstairs sells drugs.
He’s a nice guy, but the people he hangs out with are dodgy assholes,
always at his place,
always drinking,
always yelling,
always fighting.
He has mental health issues and is vulnerable.
But he has to move out because we’ve had enough of him and his friends.
He’s moving out in a few weeks time.
I wonder if the saying “better the devil you know” is true?
Will the next resident be an asshole?
Only time will tell.
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