For what it was, it worked — three beds (and couch) one bath between me and my five other friends was a lil bit much but nothing to really complain about.
The houses condition though? The shape it was in? Terrible.
It was clearly under renovation (and in need of more). The pillars for the front porch were crooked and one wasn’t even touching the concrete — whole thing looked like it was about to fall. The electricity was weird, lights were dim, and in the bathroom the light just wouldn’t work — much like the washer and drier.
The water heater didn’t look to be installed correctly either, as any use of water immediately summoned the compressor demon. The towels, for usage after the shower, had large brown streaks on them — make of that what you will.
To top it all off a city ordinance paper was staked into the ground in front of the place informing us that the house wasn’t even up to code or particularly safe.
Not overtly awful, but death by a thousand cuts level bad.