And now we have mold. Apparently, there is not sufficient ventilation in my roommate's closet because there is now mold growing on almost all her shoes and some of her clothing. Not only that, but the mold has also presented itself on a pair of feather earrings that were not anywhere near the closet.
Absolutely disgusting, right? So that's property damage right there. Plus, Vanessa's not even sleeping in her room anymore because we're worried about the possible health problems of breathing in the mold. So obviously we can't live here anymore. We emailed our landlord last night asking to be released from our lease and he called Vanessa today basically saying that it was our responsibility to keep the apartment ventilated and that we should be thankful that he's even trying to fix the problem. Fuck that. No. We're not staying here. So now that it's apparent that he's not just going to let us break the lease, we have to get creative. Luckily, Vanessa's coworker's mom is a lawyer and is actually working on an apartment mold case and she says that she'll definitely be able to get us out. Also, my dad's been calling mold companies down here and my mom has been researching our renters rights. We're also looking at a new apartment tomorrow, just in case.
But seriously, we're moving out. I don't care what we have to do.