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Knock knock
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Knock knock

What the hell is going on? The girl that I spoke about here came up to my apartment again a few minutes ago. Not only was she not the UPS man (he’s supposed to bring my wireless router replacement sometime soon), but she wanted to come in and see my furniture. WTF?

She’s all like Do you have the new furniture or the old furniture? Of course I have no idea what she’s talking about and so she asks if she can see my room. Apparently I have the old furniture, but that’s a good thing (so says her). I’m assuming she has talked to management again and has somehow finagled her way into my apartment for the summer. Who knows.

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