Originally Posted by
Marinus
When I first moved out of my parents house I rented a large house and sublet the rooms, I stayed in the largest room, then 2 English guys, 1 Australian girl and 2 Brazilians, a girl and a guy.
It was very strange in the first few weeks, as I was used to living in a large house surrounded by lots of green and no neighbours to annoy me, but I got used to it.
The English guys liked to drink a lot, and whilst they never bothered anyone, I had to pick one up every once in a while and put him in his room, we eventually became good friends and would spend some time together on the rugby field.
The Aussie had a boyfriend somewhere else and left to see him every weekend, we didn't see much of each other and got along marvellously. The Brazilian guy wanted to shag his female compatriot but she didn't like him, so eventually that became a problem that I had to deal with, so I made him leave after his deposit was up. My GF, who lived somewhere else started to get jealous of the Brazilian girl, but this ceased happening when the girl found a new boyfriend and left.
A gay English guy and his gay Brazilian friend now occupied the vacancies left by the 2 previous people, one on each room. It was all fine and dandy in the begining, but eventually the Brazilian guy kept bringing in his fuckbois over to get down to bidness, as long as it was done in their rooms it was ok, but there were times where 4-5 dudes were in there at once sausage fighting and amking a ruckus. I had enough one day and told the renter that we weren't comfortable with him having gay orgies in the same house and told him to leave, he made a fuss about mentioned something about puritanism but all I remember was grabbing him by the hoodie he was wearing and slapping him, he shut up real quick, stayed for 2 days until he could get somewhere to go and I returned his remaining deposit. He thought about calling the fuzz but those to other bros I mentioned earlier said they would fuck him up if he did, so that was that.
The other gay guy also left, he was quiet though so whatever.
I didn't pay any rent as I had all the rooms rented out for students, I even made a profit, the house was also in a great neighbourhood, but this kind of living arrangement wasn't for me.
Also worth noting is that my parents own literally 100s of houses but I was too stubborn to live in anything they owned, just so could say hurr, hey guise, I'm independent, I eventually moved in to my own flat with my GF, she was hungarian. We eventually broke up becuase I wanted to join the military, she didn't want me to, but Britannia comes first.
As it turned out I did not actually join the military, so no cool dorm room stories from me.
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