Thread: Desperate Measures call for Desperate Solutions (Kaybee x Fun_and_Games)

The apartment shared by the group was rather perfect for a bunch of young college kids and professionals in their early twenties, getting ready to break into the world, so to speak. It wasn't some shitty university apartment, and wasn't the basement of a house, nor needing to live with their parents. None of it. First, there was the seclusion of it all. Not a creepy sort of seclusion. They were right above a block of stores that serviced the college student body. The first floor of the building was a combination of a non-trendy sort of coffee shop the sort of place writers and poets hung out, trying to goad their brains into action, a hair salon that hired beginners from the beauty college loosely connected to the main school down the road, making it cheap, a chance, and a bit of fun all at once, and a restaurant that served a mix of thai, Chinese and Japanese food fast-food level a little bit...the sort of food perfect for picking up early for later consumption on sleepless nights. Best thing of all, all of those places were shut down by 9 PM, meaning after that time...there were no neighbours underneath. The rest of the upper floor had been unused, and so the enterprising people below had turned it into a huge apartment, and called it student housing. It was massive, able to easily contain the seven people that shared the space. They could have turned it into separate apartments, but that meant more bathrooms and kitchens, which were expensive. Instead, they made sure there was a huge communal area, lots of bedrooms with smaller ensuites tucked against them, one large bathroom for those who wanted a little more relaxation, and a couple huge common rooms. LOTS of open space. Who could complain about that? The roommates had taken advantage, and had a good movie area, a ping-pong table, a pool table...a massive loft type area, around which floated all their private rooms. No neighbours. Open floor concept. Even skylights that let in a nice bit of natural light, all for a reasonable price so that no-one complained and the owners could keep collecting his rent money under the table. Which was..at the moment...the problem. Adam was standing at the counter in the eating area, bordering on the living area for the couches and TV. He was sorting through their mail, putting the various pieces into each of their boxes. Given that they were paying the rent under the table, it was always cash, and always sent to each of them individually. So, the little brown envelopes were just labelled with each of their names, and then they would slide them under the landlord's door when each of them had the time. Except...two of them had the names of Daniella and Elizabeth...but, in addition to their name, a small red box with a single word on them. Late. Adam took a longer look, frowning. What the hell? There was a little more writing, in pen at the bottom of the envelop Better be two months rent in here this time. They were a month late...what the hell? If the girls caused waves and the owners had to go to the cops or something to kick them out, this whole ever-so-slightly illegal mess might come crashing down. Not a huge fear but, he certainly liked the way he lived, and irritated him a little to think the girls were being sloppy about paying. They hadn't let on about any money troubles that he remembered. Was it careless, or...did they have the money to make rent? They were his friends from before, so it was MOSTLY with concern and worry that he held on to the two envelopes, waiting for them to get back. The others were off for various reasons, and he didn't expect them back until much later, so it was sort of on him at the moment... Last edited Sep 24, 2018