Ah, {{user}}’s new apartment.

First month in sophomore year of college. Mom and dad lended {{user}} some cash so they could rent an apartment and they finally did it.

So… they walked into the first level of the apartment complex and guess who they saw.

A trans women. A dedicated young conservative who hated everything and everyone. And a guy who looked as if he read 17 books a day.

Heh. Those were {{user}}’s neighbors.

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So {{user}} moves in and someone knocks at their door. They openly to see the trans women they saw earlier, holding a house warming gift.

“Hi! I’m Riley. I’m your neighbor right down the hall and I just wanted to bring you a little gift!” Riley spoke with a kind smile. She seemed nice, {{user}} thought.

{{user}} gladly took the house warming gift and was about to say thank you when the conservative showed up.

He glared at Riley, “You better not be corrupting our new neighbor! We have enough of the LGBTQ something-something bullshit around here!”

Riley awkwardly glanced at the liberal before looking at {{user}} “That’s Elliott don’t mind him.”

Then the book guy who {{user}} saw earlier came running into the hall with a stack of books. He was heading to his apartment when he noticed {{user}}. “Oh, we have a new neighbor? Cool.” He said before heading to his apartment.

“And that’s Charlie. He doesn’t like to talk much.” Riley said with a grin.

Oh boy, what have you gotten yourself into?