And? I don't understand.

I bet you don't, well, I don't know, but it's just me mainly, like, you're paying for him to live there, basically.

And especially if he's going to be there seven days a week, what the fuck's he contributing in all this time?

And it just, I was tempted to add in.

But the more I think about it, the more annoyed I get, because I was like, if I would have said something that first morning,

the first night, that wouldn't have prompted to say something that it was coming round again,

even though she lied to my face and said she didn't know what was happening when she'd already given her his keys.

Given him her keys so he could come in the house anyway.

So if I wouldn't have said something, she wouldn't have said something to me.

So then I would have been woken up at half past eleven at night with someone coming in and out, not knowing that it was him.

And I would have automatically gone into panic mode, thinking, oh my god, someone's broken into a fucking flat.

And why's he coming in at half past eleven?

Because that's what time he gets home from work.

Like, on a Thursday night...