The house is in disarray. The work, which started almost seven weeks ago, is still in progress because my landlords are, quite frankly, fucking clueless. House morale is low. House anger towards the landlords is high.
As a result, the smelly, untidy housemate has hinted that he's going to move out, possibly to his girlfriend's, possibly to his parents'. That might put us in a quandary as our landlords are (eventually) looking to sell the house. If we lose a house mate, they might take this opportunity to put the house back on the market, then we're left looking for a place. I have seen a fair few places at a price I am willing to pay, but my flatmate probably won't go the extra few quid required to get a really nice, modern place.
Could be another frustrating few months ahead.
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