Haha my bad. Alright, so my girlfriend and I have been in love since school, we went to the same university, doing different courses but she actually dropped out, redid her A-levels and became an ambulance technician, making more money than me. Throughout Uni we both lived at home at my Mothers, and in the last year at her Mother’s, so this apartment would be our first!
So she was 22, myself 23, and we found our perfect apartment. It was described as a ‘luxury conversion’. For Americans, barns in England are built with brick and wood, not just wood. Not our place, but the inside looked similar to this
http://imageseu.holiday-rentals.co.uk/vd2/files/HR/400x300/9h/1025147/428879_1264440674873.jpgAnyway, we decided to rent it for six months while saving up to buy the freehold, agreeing with the guy that owned it, that we would probably want to do that. So we packed up from home, moved in! We pulled up in my car and Emily’s (my gf) car, both filled up with boxes, our mattress on the top of mine. Didn’t bother with a moving van, we didn’t have that much stuff. Pulling up, we didn’t see anybody there, the owner said his daughter would meet us but nobody was around, so we just started moving our stuff in, been givent he keys beforehand. We were going up and down the outside way with boxes when she just appeared. She walked up the side of the building, waving and saying ‘Hello?~’ nicely, until we both hung out a window, waved and came down, hand shaking and introducing ourselves. And then she saw it, the box I’d put down to shake her hand with was full with our manga. She let out this high pitched squeal and crouched down tog open the flaps of the box more, “Oh my God, you guys are anime fans? Do you cosplay and stuff?” We sheepishly nod, “Aheh, yeah, we’re pretty geeky.”
