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- Authors: Sam Hall
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Kendall
“This one,” my best friend, Barbie, said as we stood out the front of the
property, eyeing the facade. “My gut is telling me this is the one.”
“Your gut said that about the last place,” I said. “We thought they had
flocked wallpaper, but it was just mould.”
“OK, so that was just the cheeky kebab I had last night, not a true gut
instinct,” she said, placing a hand over her taut stomach, but both of our
eyebrows shot up at the sound of its gurgles. “And note to self, no more
late-night kebab stands.”
We both knew that was a lie. Get a few drinks into her and she was
hoovering down sketchy meat slathered with garlic sauce and hummus
wrapped in flatbread like the food truck was going out of business.
“Well, let’s hope you’re right,” I said as we approached the front door.
I was desperately seeking a new share house. At twenty-seven years old,
I’d hoped to be in a place of my own by now, but that hadn’t eventuated.
Instead, up until last week, I was living at a place that seemed really nice.
My two housemates were around the same age as me, polite and cleaned up
after themselves, which was all you could really ask from strangers you
paid to live with. Oh and for them to not turn around and tell you that you
had a week’s notice to move out, because ‘the vibes were off’. Apparently
Marcia and Todd had found love in each other’s arms, which was awesome
for them and sucked for me.
Reason #256 to get a place on my own, but with rent being what it was
right now, that wasn’t happening, so I looked at the rental listing on the
phone screen then back at the place in front of us, making sure the nice
looking suburban house was the one.
Just no cat pee, I thought furiously, as I shut the car door and moved
towards the front fence. No bathroom without a door. No cockroach
infestations. Shit, the list was starting to get longer and longer, making me
feel unreasonable, because Virginia Woolf was missing a few important
details. Wanting a room of one’s own was important, but so were basic
health standards. Barbie reached over and gave my hand a squeeze, right as
I reached up to knock on the front door, only for it to be pulled open.
“Hi!”
A mumsy looking woman with curly blonde hair stood in the doorway,
and from the prehistoric animal-like squawks I could hear in the
background, the lady wasn’t rocking mumcore clothing as a fashion choice.
There had been no mention of kids in the ad.
It’s fine, I told myself, probably because this was the twelfth—or was it
the thirteenth—place we’d looked at today? Kids are fine.
“Um… hi?” I waved awkwardly, realised what I was doing, then
jammed my hand down. “I’m Kendall. This is Barbie.”
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