HIS PLUMPY QUEEN HER BULLY

"So.... What do you think?" the guy in front of me grumbled out, observing me with an hopeful look, clearly written on his face.

I squinted my eyes, not even bothering to hide my disgust as I took in the room we were currently standing in.

It was a three bedroom flat, two guys already occupying the rooms.

This was the only room available, and it was cheap.

"I.... Don't know.." I whispered out, stepping over scattered wall debris.

What the fuck had happened here?

"Look, you won't get somewhere this cheap in such a short notice. This is the best you can get around here."

"Damm!!" I muttered, if only I had left earlier, I wouldn't be in this predicament.

School would be resuming soon, and I couldn't keep wasting my money on cheap motels.

The dorms were full already, which means I needed to find anyone looking for a roommate outside school.

But shit.. nobody told me it was going to be this hard.

I had checked out so many places, and they were all disgusting or had other issues I couldn't cope with.

"I will take it, but only on one condition."

He nodded his head, giving me the go ahead to state my conditions.

"All these damages will be fixed by you, or be split off from the rent."

"We need to have a clear schedule about cleaning."

The guy scratched his jaw as he observed me.

My heart was beating fast, while my face was perfectly normal.

"Deal," he says. "You can remove the money for fixing the damages, then pay up the balance."

"One more thing."

"Everyone minds their business, occasionally I might throw a party or two."

I opened my mouth to object, but he cut me off.

"You are only allowed to bring your hookups three times a week, and they should be limited to your room and maybe the kitchen area."

He paused, running his hands through his hair.

"Well that's all for now, with time, more rules might be added."

I nodded my head, mulling over everything he had said.

"Ok," I reluctantly agreed.

"My name is Bryan Water, welcome on board."

"Christy...," I whispered out, before clearing my throat.

"Christy Morris," I said loudly, before shaking his outstretched hand, grimacing at how sweaty it was.

He released my hands, grinning, before leaving the room.

I sighed, taking in the disaster around me.

Well... I better get to work, I muttered out.

It took about two weeks, but finally, I had successfully cleared the room, arranging it to my taste.

While Bryan didn't have any problems, and could be considered an easygoing guy, kelvin on the other hand was a pain in my ass.

He would occasionally drop snide remarks about my weight.

One time he had eaten my food, and when I had confronted him about it.

He had laughed loudly, before crudely commenting on how he was doing me a favor.

I didn't need to be told, I