The Landlord’s Unexpected Love
Language: en
I have a terrible sense of direction. It’s bad. Every time I get lost, I call my landlord to pick me up. At first, he was annoyed: "I'm your landlord, not your husband. This is a hassle." Then it became: "Do you want me to pick you up in the Lambo or the Maybach?" Finally: "It’s getting weird picking you up without a title. How about I just be your boyfriend?"