If there is anything that I love more in my life is playing video games and writing fanfiction. I have just finished writing a fanfiction about my all-time favorite characters from the Powerup Fantasy series going through a journey, and I plan on making a sequel that I hope will be much better. Sure I should make more original characters, but with my characters, I just can’t stop along with those figurines that I have just bought today. It’s already 5:00 am, so I better go downstairs and make myself something to eat in the public kitchen. Have been experimenting with baking as of late, since I need better eating habits as I went days without food.
Something just hit me now, as a thought occurred in my mind that I can’t leave my room. I realized that if I were to do so, then that means this house is no longer mine, and my landlord will kick me out! After all, I forgot to pay for my rent on time. Having to look for a place while homeless is a pain in the ass, so I have to figure out a way out of this mess. Sure I could order someone else to deliver something, but I am low on money at the moment, and I really want to get another job where I can work remotely. At this point I sort of gave up since most of those job listings are just fake. Why do they have to do this to me!
As I have spent most of my money on toys beforehand since I have a bit of a shopping addiction, I ended up focusing on saving my money for when the next rent comes, along with what I owe. For now I think I will focus on trying to get another job.
After 10 applications, I was rejected from all of them. And it’s all because I don’t have “experience”. Like what the actual fuck! I can’t go and get that “experience”! Like where can I get it! Plus the fact that I had to get the job to get the experience and vice versa frustrates me! I still scrolled the internet and searched up for more jobs with my skill sets to see if there is anything that’s available. But here is the problem, after hours of looking up for anything that I could get, I decided to give up for the day. I checked my email to see that I have one notification… It’s from my landlord. I clicked on it to see what it is, to read the following:
Mr. Springdale,
I have not obtained your daily rent of $5,000 this month. If you don’t comply by the end of the month, I will remove you from your house. and the police will escort you out! You have been warned! This goes double if you leave your room!
-Blackrock
Great, now I am really desperate to get out of this situation. I can’t make that pay, even if I manage to get a job by today, I don’t think I will be able to pay my landlord back. In the end, I decided to call my sister to see if she has any money she can lend me. After some ringing, she texted me claiming that she’s at work. Then I decided to call my other sister to see if she’s willing to lend me a helping hand, and of course she is busy with her college midterms, and the same would be for my brother. No, I am all out of options, as I then slammed my hands on the table many times, as I decided to try getting in contact with a lawyer to see if I could get one to help. I still have my phone out of course, and I typed onto my keyboard to see if anyone is willing to take my case. I looked online for a couple of minutes to see that the fee of an average lawyer costs about $230 per hour. Why did I try this when I should have known a good lawyer is more expensive than a pot of gold. Sure, I could have one of those public defenders, the only problem is that they are absolute shit! Then I finally had an idea, and I took out a pen and took off the lid, hoping that I could push it into his eye.
A few days later, I was right at the doorway prepared to stab my landlord’s eyes. I am looking forward to doing this, just some payback for the money that he made me spend on just staying here. I stood there for a few minutes, but nothing came. I was confused, I thought that this time he would come over by now. I decided to check my computer really quick to see what’s the deal, to then find this out: he sent me a letter,
Mr. Springdale,
I am to inform you that I have changed my mind. You are allowed to stay here, but everytime you leave, I will be charging you another $100 each time you leave the house. In addition to that, I will be charging interest. So every month or so the price will go up by 0.8%. So do the math and you figure out what you owe! How are you going to get out of this one you slob! LOL!
-Blackrock
P.S. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I know of your plan, so you’d better have a gun prepared, oh wait, you don’t have one! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Does this asshole really need to write down his laughter?! Now I am truly a hikikomori at this point! I can’t get out, and worse, I don’t think I will ever be able to pay off this debt! I should call my siblings again, but the only problem is that I have not been on good terms with any of them, and the only reason I have called is just because I was THAT desperate, and I was going to beg instead of asking nicely. I don’t know what to do, I prayed that I may have a solution, but nothing happened. I was afraid that I might lose my home and my stuff if I don’t do what I have to do. I still have to look for a job, but I CAN’T FIND ONE! I started to cry, as tears ran though my face as I laid down onto my bead. Then I heard a knock on my door, and I got up to see that it’s a close friend of mine, Mr. Wells.
“Hey Springdale! Just paid for your rent. I already had to deal with another problem where I cracked the screen of my console. Just hope that you are doing alright!”
The sight of him made me glad that I at least got to have one issue of mine fixed, but I am not sure what I should do?