#budget-friendly apartments

[ridhastay]

Goa's Vibrant Nightlife: Lights, Music, Action, and Unforgettable Escapades!

Goa, the land of sun, beaches, and thrilling nightlife, is renowned for its vibrant parties, captivating ambiance, and lively nightlife scene. It's a magnet for party enthusiasts worldwide, offering a mix of clubs, beachside events, and a vibrant atmosphere that promises an unforgettable experience filled with fun, music, and excitement. Let's delve into Goa's best clubs and nightlife activities to make your trip truly amazing.

Club Cubana

Located atop Arpora Hill, Club Cubana is often referred to as the "nightclub in the sky." With expansive dance floors, poolside lounges, and a diverse selection of music, Club Cubana ensures a fantastic night out beneath the stars. It's regarded as one of the top clubs in north Goa.

Tito's

Tito’s is a legendary name in Goa's nightlife that party enthusiasts cannot afford to miss. Situated in Baga, Tito’s boasts multiple dance floors featuring live DJs spinning various genres of music, ensuring the party never stops until the early hours. It's one of the best clubs in Goa known for its lively atmosphere.

LPK Waterfront

Nestled on the banks of the Nerul River, LPK Waterfront offers a unique party experience surrounded by lush greenery and shimmering waters. Guests can enjoy theme parties, live performances, and breathtaking views, making it a standout nightlife destination in Goa.

SinQ Beach Club

For beach party enthusiasts, SinQ Beach Club in Candolim is a must-visit. With its sophisticated interior, poolside cabanas, and live music events, SinQ Beach Club provides an unparalleled experience of fun and dancing by the water, attracting a diverse crowd of partygoers.

Cape Town Café

Situated in Baga at Tito's Lane, Cape Town Café is a popular hotspot known for its lively crowds and vibrant ambiance, making it a favorite among partygoers looking for a great time in Goa's nightlife scene.

The Nightlife of Goa

Apart from clubs, Goa offers a plethora of other nightlife experiences such as beach parties, cruises, and casinos. Popular venues like Tito’s Lane in Baga and Curlies Beach Shack in Anjuna host high-energy beach parties with live music that continue until the early morning, perfect for couples and tourists seeking an exhilarating nightlife experience.

Cruise & Casino in Goa

Experience the allure of cruising along the Mandovi River in Goa, where numerous cruises offer romantic boat rides with stunning sunset views, accompanied by live music and delectable dinners, creating an enchanting evening. Goa also boasts luxury casinos, adding an element of thrill and extravagance to your nightlife adventures.

Best Stay Options to Enhance Your Experience

To complement your Goa experience, Ridha Stays offers a range of beautiful and comfortable accommodations, from one-day stays to beachfront villas. Explore budget-friendly apartments, rental houses, and hotels in Goa with Ridha Stay to find your perfect stay option and make the most of your Goa getaway.

[spellboundcities]

This isn't normally my style of posting, but my partner and I are getting ready to move this June/July, and with one of us working minimum wage and the other being unable to find a job, we need as much help as we can get.

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[jtownraindancer]

someone stop me i keep finding cute apartments in philly

[beingjellybeans]

Transforming Your Rental: A Guide to Decorating with Freedom

Are you a renter who’s eager to make your apartment feel like home? You’re certainly not alone. Decorating a rental apartment can be both exciting and challenging, especially when you want to personalize your space without making permanent changes. Fortunately, there are rules of thumb that can help you navigate these challenges and turn your rental into a comfortable and stylish sanctuary that…

[austarliahotelbooking]

Book Your Cheap Affordable Apartment in Australia

Experience a wallet-friendly escape Down Under with our exclusive selection of Cheap Affordable Apartments in Australia. Whether you're searching for a serene retreat or a beachside haven, our range of affordable holiday apartments offers the perfect combination of comfort and savings. Enjoy fantastic apartments discounts and budget-friendly options without compromising on quality. For those seeking a touch of luxury, indulge in our exquisite luxury holiday apartments at unbeatable prices.

[thelodgerserviceapartment]

The Lodgers Hospitality our luxury 1BHK Service Apartment in Gurgaon, has easy access to nearby tourist attractions and travel hubs. DLF Phase-1 Gurgaon is just a short walk away from our property, while the popular tourist site - Kingdom of Dreams, is at a distance of 2km. Other notable sites that are worthy of a visit include Ambience Mall and MG Road. Delhi Airport is just 17 km from our hotel, adding to the convenience of the commute. If you need any more information visit our website.

[thepanvelite]

Easy Interior Design Tricks: No Drilling, No Demolition

Revamp your apartment hassle-free with adhesive solutions, removable decals, and easy curtain-hanging techniques. Simple, budget-friendly, and impactful!

Are you ready to give your apartment a fresh look without the hassle of drilling or demolition? Here’s how you can revamp your space with three DIY, budget-friendly, and easy-to-implement interior design techniques. 1. Adhesive Magic 3M Command™ Picture Hanging Strips – How To Use by Hardware Specialist Forget about nails and screws; adhesive solutions like Command strips and hooks are your…

[cidbi]

In the pursuit of a dream home, the quest for affordability is often a paramount concern. Thrissur, a city known for its cultural richness, offers a plethora of options for those seeking budget-friendly living spaces. Let's explore where and how to find affordable flats in Thrissur, ensuring your dream home fits seamlessly into your budget.

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[sbaspectra-formations]

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[ukhotelbooking]

Explore Cheap Apartments for Rent Near Me in the UK

Are you seeking comfortable yet budget-friendly living solutions? Look no further than our curated selection of Affordable Downtown Apartments that cater to your every need. Whether you're on a city break or enjoying a holiday, our range of affordable holiday apartments offers you a chance to experience the best of the UK without breaking the bank. With options to book cheap apartments that don't compromise on quality, you'll find a range of budget-friendly apartments that align with your lifestyle.

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[myinteriorshub]

Interior Designers and decorators of our team have 10+ years of experience in interior designing at Chanda Nagar, Hyderabad. This means the project with My Interior Hub will have a detailed understanding of the design elements, materials, and skills required for successful interior project delivery on Time.

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[moonwoodmillz]

Canterbury Apartments

A budget-friendly charm awaits at Canterbury Apartments, featuring four 'stylish' 1-bedroom, 1-bath residences. Inspired by my hometown, New Orleans East.

Lot Details:

Residential / Residential Rental

20 x 15

1 Furnished Unit / 3 Unfurnished Units

Location: NewCrest

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[inkskinned]

oh you know it's all latestage capitalism but the thing is. how are you supposed to be a person inside of this. a person trying to be a better version of yourself.

oh, you started working young, which was kind of hard, but it's just the way stuff works sometimes. and it was 2008 and your family couldn't afford heat. but it's fine, you grow a spine and get used to the professional world and besides it was the suburbs we're talking about here, like, your life could have been actually hard, so what if your father lost his job and you can't afford to move or turn the lights back on. and once you start making money, it's good. you keep doing that. because now they're relying on you. so you have to do that.

oh you were in thousands of dollars of debt at 17 years old so that you could go to school, because you have to go to school if you want to get a "real" job. you even did it "right", you worked parttime and attended community college before you transferred to a public school. you were under so many merit scholarships.

which is fine. you pick yourself up and you say like, okay. i graduated college. i'm holding down a job. i'm doing the Adult Thing, which looks and acts like this, according to all the books i've read. you start with the shitty job and then you climb that corporate ladder.

but the shitty job doesn't cover rent and you stretch yourself too-thin so you get sick. good luck with that. the shitty job no longer pays for your meals. everyone asks why you don't just move, but there's nowhere to move to. and with what money are you going to be moving? and then the loans come back, because they were never going to forgive them, because you were 17 and trying to do the right thing, which was stupid. people are now saying you shouldn't have even gone to school.

which is fine. but because you have no other option, so you do the shitty job, and you apply every day for like 5 new ones, and despite the fact everyone says "there's no one who wants to work!" it's actually just that nobody is fucking hiring so you can either work for 13 dollars an hour in the shitty place you know (where at least you have a passingly friendly relationship with the manager) or you can start from scratch again with a different 13 dollars an hour without knowing how much abuse from the new job you'll be taking.

and if you quit you lose your insurance. if you quit you lose your housing. if you quit, you'll be another burnout kid. the lazy ones. these assholes, look at them!

and you come home to a family dinner and you hear from your father the same old thing. how he worked hard at his job and yes it sucked for a while but he was able to provide for the family and then the house and the dog and the rest of barbie's dream vacation. how the insurance did cover some of it. how you just really need to start speaking up more in manager conversations so they know you're a go-getter. you want to tell him - did you know we're actually doing more now hourly than any previous generation? - but you can't remember where you heard that statistic, and you're far too tired for the fucking argument. and then he starts in on his usual bit. where's the house? where's your kids? where's your ambition.

the same job the same money the same hours doesn't do it anymore. the same nose-to-the-grindstone now just shreds your face off. there's no such thing as upwards mobility, not really. and as far as you're aware, the money certainly is not trickling. you do the soulless stupid shit you signed up for because you fucking have to or else you literally risk your life (food, the apartment, the insurance), but it's not getting you anything. you download the stupid "save more" app and you budget and you do every right thing and then the price of eggs is 7 dollars and you say - oh great! another thing i have to fucking worry about now!

and you go to your stupid job and everyone in your father's generation just tells you to be better about being an adult. they have their homes and their savings account and their bailout and they say. well have you tried not drinking starbucks. well your generation just spends too much on clothing. well you might just be too addicted to travelling. and you - because you need the job - you bite your tongue and don't say i am being held prisoner and you're suggesting i stop pacing my cell if i don't like the scenery and you don't say what the fuck do you think i've been doing with my money and you don't say i haven't spent a cent on something nice in literally forever much less coffee you arrogant asshole. you open and close your bank app and check your loans and check your credit score and check fucking zillow and ziprecruiter and apartments.com just one time more. and still they give you that demeaning little grin and say - see, what you need is -

what you need is for your meds to stop being so fucking expensive. what you need is for the housing bubble to explode into dust. what you need is for billionaires to choke on their wealth. what you need is actual help. what you will get is more economic advice from people who are older-and-wiser.

and above you, almost in a glimmer, you can see the wedged smile of your debt getting toothier, wider.

[golden-cherry]

deal - cl16 (8/?)

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader

Series Summary: Your whole life has gone to shit. Your boyfriend broke up with you, you just lost your job and the Monegasque, who suddenly stands in your doorway, claims that it’s his apartment.

Chapter Summary: It's always nice meeting new people. Especially British ones.

Warnings: fluff, flirting, one swear word, social media aspect

Word Count: 3.3k

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A/N: this chapter is for everyone who send me kind words when I was feeling down. even tho I don't answer every single message, I read everything you send me. I love you.

You look desperately at the piece of paper in your hand. 

You have the chicken breast, the avocado and the kale and garlic. According to the signs in the shop, two aisles down are the jars of sun-dried tomatoes that you also need. But where the heck are the sesame seeds and chilli flakes?

You rub your forehead with the back of your hand. 

For twenty minutes you have been walking through the supermarket, which is so much bigger than the one around the corner from you. Ten minutes ago you put the chicken in the shopping basket, which is hanging down on your elbow. And since then you have been wandering the aisles with little success, trying to find the rest that Charles scribbled on the piece of paper. 

When you left the bedroom this morning, your roommate had already disappeared. He had stowed his sleeping things in the wardrobe and tidied up the living room. Even the dishes had disappeared from the sink. Apparently he got up very early. 

After drinking a glass of orange juice, you found the note on the kitchen table that Charles had left there. 

"Bonjour, 

Je suis à la salle de sport ce matin. I'm at the gym this morning.

Pourriez-vous acheter ces choses pour le déjeuner ? Could you please buy these things for lunch?

Merci, mon ami. 

Charles

PS.: Mes amis et moi sortons ce soir et j'aimerais que tu viennes avec moi. My friends and I are going out tonight and I would like you to come along".

Next to it was another piece of paper with the shopping list for the bowl his nutritionist had picked out for him. Judging by the ingredients, Charles has good taste and for a moment you had considered buying a double portion - one for him and one for you - but the toast lying in your kitchen is about to go bad and you are reluctant to throw it away. Besides, no food in the world can beat a good sandwich.

But reading the list, you also realise that the small supermarket around the corner would not be enough to get everything.

The employee you asked a few minutes ago gave you a rough direction where you could find the sesame seeds, but he disappeared so quickly that you couldn't follow up. And since then you've been standing in a corridor that looks like you might find them here. But you've read through every label on every shelf, and although your French has improved - and you have a translator app on your phone - none of them sounded remotely like sesame or seeds.

"A pretty lady wasn't on my shopping list today, but I can be spontaneous," you hear someone with a British accent say behind you.

As you turn around, a young man is standing in front of you. He is a little taller than you and wears a black hoodie with his hands in his pockets and a black cap on his head. Although it is winter, his skin is tanned, and as he grins broadly, you see a small gap between his white front teeth.

You hesitate for a moment, trying to gauge whether he is really serious, and glance briefly at your shopping list before turning to face him fully. "An overeager man is not on mine either. And unfortunately, since I have to stick to my budget, I can't be quite as spontaneous."

His grin widens even more. "So the pick-up line was that lousy?"

His smile is so honest and friendly it's infectious. "Terrible."

The young man presses his tongue into his cheek before pulling his hand out of his jumper pocket to hold it out to you. "Lando. Nice to meet you."

As you place your hand in his, you feel the warmth of his skin. "Y/N."

Before you can respond, Lando snatches the piece of paper in your hand. His eyes flicker over the ingredients on it and then over the contents of your shopping basket. "You've been standing here for ten minutes. Do you need any help?"

You narrow your eyes and try to reach for the list in his big hands, but he is quicker. He pulls his hand away. "Have you been watching me? See if the note says stalker."

He pretends to go through the ingredients again, but his gaze lingers on you again after a few moments. "Stalker it doesn't say, but helpful stranger it does." He holds the note up to your nose. "Right under chicken breast. See. Right there. In invisible ink."

You push your lower lip forward and consider whether you should accept his help. The only thing against it is the fact that you can usually help yourself. But since he has already noticed how helplessly you search for the missing groceries, the argument is not exactly convincing.

"Alright." You extend your arm and wave it in a semicircle in front of you. "Show me the way."

Lando leads the way as you follow him through the shop. Despite his jumper, you can see that his cross is relatively wide. Not as wide as Charles, but still enough to be noticeable. 

"You don't seem to be from around here, do you?" asks Lando as you walk past the cheese shelf. He looks down at you. 

"I've actually lived here for months, but I've never been to this supermarket," you admit, shrugging. "The stuff on the list isn't for me, it's for my roommate. I'm not much of a bowl fan."

The helpful stranger stops abruptly in front of a shelf, causing you to bump lightly into him. You can still feel the hard muscles through the many layers of clothing. "What are you more into?" When you look at him with a raised eyebrow, he rolls his eyes. "Food-wise, I mean."

"Culinarily, I'm afraid I've stayed at McDonalds level. Or frozen pizza." As Lando grins, you lightly punch his arm. "I know, I know. Like a kid."

He reaches out and takes a packet from the shelf, and as he puts it in the basket, you see that it's sesame seeds. He then takes the basket from your hand. "So I don't need to take you to a super fancy, expensive restaurant? You'd be happy with take-out as well?" He tilts his head and raises an eyebrow. 

Apparently he can't help it. But you find his boyish charm not annoying, rather amusing. 

You raise your hand and poke your index finger against his chest. "You could buy me a can of soup, too, and I'd be blown away."

Lando is too surprised to retort, so he lowers his eyes to the list in his hand. You can still see the blush that comes to his face. He clears his throat. "Chilli flakes should be here somewhere too. Ah, there. Right behind you." He leans forward a little and reaches past you. As you inhale, you can smell his perfume.

"Thanks for your help, Lando," you say as you stand together at the checkout a little later, putting your purchase into a bag. "I don't know what I would have done without you." Your smile is genuine and you're glad he returns it. If it hadn't been for him, you'd almost certainly still be standing here tomorrow looking for the ingredients.

"I'm glad I could help." As you take your groceries from him, he shoulders the bag and shakes his head. "Would it be weird if I asked you if I could walk you home?"

"It would." You've both known each other for a few minutes and for sure it's unwise for a young stranger to find out where you live. Yet something about him makes you trust him. As Lando's mouth curls into a thin line, you smile kindly at him. "But weird is okay."

His expression brightens instantly. "Great. Show me the way. I'll follow you."

The walk home takes thirty minutes, but it feels much shorter with Lando by your side. He's two years older than you and incredibly funny, which is why your stomach starts to hurt from laughing at some point. He talks about what it was like growing up in England and that although he has his permanent home here in Monaco, he still works there. 

"So you're always flying back and forth? Isn't that very tiring?" you ask him. The house where your home is located comes into your field of vision. In a moment you are about to say goodbye and somehow you have a feeling that he would make an attempt to ask for your number. 

"It's very exhausting," he confesses, but shrugs. "But you know yourself what it's like to live here. Monaco is beautiful and I love it. Besides, many of my friends live here. It's definitely worth the stress for me."

You stop at the front door and Lando's smile disappears from his face as he realises that your time - for now - is up. He hands you your groceries, which he's been carrying for you like a gentleman for the last half hour. 

"Thank you. For your help and the nice company," you thank him and fish the front door key out of your pocket.

Lando puts his hands back in the pockets of his jumper, undecided whether to hug you goodbye or not. "I have to thank you." He pulls his lower lip between his teeth for a moment. "Can I see you again? Maybe for dinner? I'll get your favourite can of soup too," he grins and you have to laugh out loud.

"I'd love to," you reply. Why green eyes and dimples suddenly flash in the back of your mind, you don't know.

"Great. Do you have Instagram?" he asks and you look at him, confused. He raises a hand and scratches the back of his neck nervously with it. "I'd ask for your number, but I don't think you're someone who gives out their number to helpful strangers just because they're friendly."

You turn your head and point to the front door. "Well, you already know where I live, after all. And yet you ask for my Instagram?"

He licks his lips once with his tongue. "I didn't mean to be too forward."

You look down at your shopping bag, then back up at him. "You? Forward? No way."

You tell him your Instagram name and he saves it before you say goodbye with a hug that, in retrospect, you might find a little too brief. But Lando doesn't seem to want to cross any lines, which is why he only puts one arm around you to pull you close for a moment, not pressing you tightly against him but leaving some space between you.

"I'll get back to you," he says as you put the key in the door lock and turn it. "Promise."

When you enter the apartment minutes later, Charles is sitting on the couch, staring at his laptop, which is on the coffee table in front of him. You feel his gaze on you as you close the door behind you and slip off your shoes.

"Bonjour, Y/N." He gets up and follows you into the kitchen, where you take the groceries out of the bag and place them on the countertop. "Thank you for shopping. Did you sleep well?"

You did indeed. Whether it was the wine or the fact that you really enjoyed your evening with him, you don't know. When you woke up this morning and found that Charles had already left, you had been a little too relieved. The thoughts you harboured towards him last night make you feel guilty, so you decide to repress them and forget about them. 

Everything that happened last night was purely amicable, which his "mon ami" on the note also confirms. Secretly, you are glad that he sees it that way too. If he were to give you signs of being interested, you would have to think seriously about the whole situation. And you don't want that.

You're happy living with Charles. And even though you've only known each other for two days, you're sure he's a better friend than anyone else has ever been. No one in your old group of friends had ever been so friendly, so helpful, so caring. 

If that's how friends behave, then you never really had any.

"Well," you answer him. "I'm still alive, although I didn't lock the door yesterday. That certainly lets me sleep well."

Charles smiles and reaches for the chicken breast, which he rinses and seasons as you put a pan of oil on the hob. "Or maybe I just want you to feel safe. And someday, when you're not expecting it, I'll catch you," he jokes. 

"And that's exactly why I was serious about my offer last night," you return, watching as he puts the chicken into the hot oil. You hear it hiss and bubble. "That you can sleep in bed tonight. I don't mind. After all, it's your bed. And it's only fair that you use it."

Charles turns the chicken in the pan and looks at you. "And you're not just doing this so I won't murder you while you sleep?" His grin widens. 

"That, my friend, is a nice side effect."

While the chicken sizzles away, you prepare the avocado and Charles the kale. "It's all right, Y/N. It's only been the second night on the couch. And I promise you nothing will happen that would make you lock the door."

"But last night you -"

"Last night the wine was talking out of me when I sent you the picture," he interrupts. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." His smile is gentle. "That's what we agreed and that's what we'll stick to."

"That we agreed, I know," you confirm, digging a bowl out of the cupboard. Charles fills it with the ingredients and finally puts the roasted chicken on top. You turn off the hob. "But I don't think we have to stick rigidly to that rule for this," you point to the space between you, "to work. We're friends, not strangers. And as your friend, I can't have you breaking your back."

You see Charles swallow before turning away and picking up the bowl. Apparently he doesn't know what to say in response, because he changes the subject as you sit down on the couch together. "So, are you coming tonight? We were going out for dinner and then to a club. You don't have to come if you don't want to, of course, but I'd love to introduce you to my friends. We're a cool group and I think you'd fit in quite well." He spears a piece of avocado with his fork. "Besides, maybe I can take your mind off your asshole of an ex-boyfriend that way."

That's right. There was something. 

You haven't had to think about him since last night. About him calling you all the time and spoiling your mood. That he cheated on you a while back and broke your heart. 

Charles managed, with just a film and his company, to make you forget the pain and anger. In his presence you felt comfortable, warm, which was perhaps also a little due to the wine. And as you thought back over the evening, a feeling spread through you that you could not describe. 

The only word you can think of to describe this feeling is Charles.

"I didn't mean to remind you," your roommate says softly when you don't answer him. His eyes are fixed on his food. "Sorry."

You shake your head, more to let him know that your thoughts are not about your ex-boyfriend, but about Charles's kindness and care, but apparently he takes it as accepting the apology. He exhales in relief. 

"So? Are you coming with me later? With my friends and me?", Charles asks again. 

Isn't it too early to meet his friends? You two haven't known each other for very long either. But after all, you would be there as his roommate slash friend, not as his girlfriend. So for him, there's no reason why you shouldn't be there. So there is none for you either. 

"Do I need to wear anything nice? My wardrobe isn't exactly the most elegant," you confess, pointing to the oversized jumper hanging from your shoulders and the black leggings down your legs. 

Charles' gaze moves from your face, across your torso, down further to the tops of your feet, which are inches away from his. "It doesn't matter what you wear. You look beautiful in anything."

You hope he doesn't notice how hard you have to swallow the lump in your throat. "Then I'll come with you."

Satisfied, Charles puts a piece of chicken in his mouth and chews on it. As his cell phone vibrates on the table in front of you, he stiffens a little. 

From your position you can see that an unknown number is calling him. And you can well understand his reaction to it. You definitely wouldn't answer a call either if you didn't know who it was from. A short time later the phone is silent again and the screen goes black again. Charles visibly relaxes.

"I think calls from unknown numbers are totally nerve-wracking," you try to lighten the situation a little. "There was a time when I let the phone keep ringing, but now I just press unknown callers away."

Charles looks to you. "Would you press my call away?"

You draw your eyebrows together. "Well, since I don't have your number, I probably would."

Your roommate presses his tongue into his cheek. "Then it would be better if I gave it to you, no?"

Without a word, you hand him your unlocked phone - which looks really puny in his big hands - so he can punch in his number before calling himself. As he hands it back to you, he picks up his own phone to put your number in, deleting the unknown call. 

"Give me your Instagram, please."

You look at him uncertainly, but give him your name. "Do you need anything else? My credit card number? Birth certificate? National insurance number?"

"No, you dickhead." He taps away on his phone and a moment later a notification pops up on your screen. 

bawsixteen started following you

You open the app and click on his account and on the "Follow" button and a few moments later his entire profile is visible to you. He hasn't posted many pictures, some you recognise from Jori's place, but one in particular catches your eye. 

"So, tonight we're going out for dinner. Around eight, so we have to leave around around quarter to." Charles puts the empty bowl on the table and turns to you. "I have to leave in a few minutes. Will you be okay on your own until then? I don't think I'll be gone too long." 

You wonder if he's going to the woman he spoke to on the phone yesterday. "I'm an adult, Charles. I'll be fine," you smile. "Maybe by then I'll find a nice potato sack to wear later."

Charles laughs, gets up and goes into the kitchen to wash the bowl. "If you can find a second one that might fit me, bring it along. Then we could go in matching clothes. That would be something." You hear him turn on the tap at the sink. "Well, if you find one, you can call me."

"As long as you promise to answer." You turn and lean your arm over the back of the couch to watch him. His back muscles stand out under his shirt and you can see them moving. 

Charles looks over his shoulder at you and smiles. "Deal."

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[thebisexualdogdad]

Modern AU!One Piece characters as roommates

Luffy -

● the roommate who eats your food with no remorse

● put your name clearly labeled on your leftovers? Doesn't matter he's gonna eat it anyways

● is the reason why you never have food in the fridge

● can't be trusted to go to the grocery store alone because he would only come back with junk food and spent way over the allotted budget

● often is short on his part of the rent because he used some of it to buy pizza at the last minute

Nami -

● the roommate who takes some time to grow on

● at first she's very reclusive, stays in her room as much as possible and always has her headphones in to avoid conversation when you cross paths

● keeps to herself and doesn't really try to be friends with you because “we're not friends you're just my roommate”

● but eventually realizes you're not so bad after actually having a meal with you

● but she still won't call you her friend

Sanji -

● the roommate who is always throwing parties and inviting friends over

● sleeps in random places when he's hungover (you once went to the bathroom and found him asleep in the tub with a bottle of tequila in his hand)

● has gotten you guys multiple noise complaints to the landlord from your neighbors

● though he makes up for it by cooking you incredible food (plus reservations whenever you want to the restaurant he works at)

● and makes sure the apartment is always cleaned after his parties

Zoro -

● the roommate that tells you nothing about themself

● does he have a job? No clue but his part of the bills are always paid

● does he have family? Not that he's ever talked about

● does he even have any friends? Again Not that's he's ever mentioned

● the only thing you know about him is that he has a very impressive wine collection

Usopp -

● the roommate who doesn't know how to adult

● has never done laundry in his life

● leaves dirty dishes everywhere

● plays video games instead of sleep even though he has work in the morning

● has a new job every 3 months cause he just didn't vibe with any of them

● but he's friendly and makes you laugh with his stories so that's something

Shanks -

● the perfect roommate

● has a well paying and steady job

● always has his part of the bills paid on time

● never eats your food and remembers your birthday every year

● welcomes you into his friend group and often invites you to join them when they go out

● doesn't make too much noise and is all around super respectful of your belongings

Buggy -

● the most unhinged roommate

● you will come home and he's completely rearranged the furniture because he was bored

● he starts projects and never finishes them

● stole all the passwords to your streaming services

● calls himself an entrepreneur but really he's just a part of multiple mlm schemes

● always asking to borrow money but never pays it back

Mihawk -

● the roommate you never see

● he goes to work and as soon as he comes home he goes to his room and doesn't come back out until he has to go to work again

● the only real conversation you've had with him is when you moved in and he told you everything that was his that you aren't allowed to touch