"There are three rules for our apartment!
"First, no one is allowed to bring their boyfriend or male friends home, not even once!
"Second, whoever cooks in the kitchen must clean up after themselves; no leaving the mess for others.
"Third, no personal issues should disturb others' rest."
Both Carly and I agreed.
After all, these were basic expectations for roommates.
The three of us moved into our new "dorm" that day.
But surprisingly, not even a week into the shared rental, Aleena broke every one of her rules.
She cooked for her boyfriend every day but never cleaned the kitchen or dining table.
The sink was often filled with used dishes that would stink and grow mold.
She also fought with her boyfriend frequently, and their arguments would last the whole night.
She either screamed and smashed things like a madman or dragged us into their arguments, crying and cursing her boyfriend for mistreating her.
Basically, if they fought, nobody could get any sleep that night.
What was even worse was the third rule. While she forbade us from bringing boyfriends over, she constantly sneaked hers in.
I originally didn't know about this.