The Best Kind Of Mistake
Do you want to know what the worst reason for being tired is? When you can't get any sleep because you have to listen to the moaning and other sex noises that are coming from your downstairs neighbor-especially if you aren't getting any yourself.
As if I need any more problems in my life right now anyway. Life finally seemed to go into the right direction when I was able to move out of my overbearing parents' house last month. Just when I thought that life was pretty decent, I got fired from my job. That wouldn't be such an issue if I didn't blow through almost all of my savings when I decorated my place (I know, I know, but there's just too much cute home decoration stuff out there).
Saying I'm desperate for a job is the understatement of the year. Needless to say, I'm thrilled when my older (and pretty much perfect) sister said she found one for me-until I find out that my new boss is no other than my sex god (assuming the satisfied noises are any indication) of a neighbor.
Hi, I'm Ember Keaton, and I suck at adulting.