Last night I believe I got my first temp check while she was opening a new bar of soap (she was getting ready for her shower). She said something along the lines of this will probably be the last bar I open here. She said it just loud enough for me to hear. I completely ignored the comment and walked downstairs to give her privacy.
BD: 5/28/17 "We're like roommates, there is no passion anymore" Early October she is moving out so she can "think about what she really wants in life" 10/22/17 She's gone
