There Are People In My Flat, and other short stories

Once upon a time, I was sitting at my computer minding my own business when the front door opened, some people wandered in, and started walking around my flat. That time was about 5 minutes ago, and they're still here now.

They're walking around, looking behind things and around things, and taking photographs. I refer, of course, to an estate agent and potential buyers of the flat, and to be fair I opened the door and let them in, so it's all legal and above board. However, things appear to be moving rather quicker than I had hoped; this is potentially not good news. We'll have to wait and see what happens with the sale - hopefully we'll be able to persuade the next owner to keep us on until July, otherwise we might have to resort to sleeping in the car for a month. Score!

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