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Walked to the apartment and met brother and realtor. Had to wait for a while for person with keys to show up, and then we were in the apartment.
We started to look at every lil broken thing in it, to document everything so that it doesn’t get blamed on me. The owner is sadly too perfectionist. Even the tiniest scratch makes her a bit mad, so I fear that living with landlord like that might suck.
Then, I got the contract. Read everything, it was fine. Signed it. Paid for everything. Got keys. It’s mine now!
Had to hurry to the exchanger before it closed. When we got there, we realized that the door was closed and had a notice on door saying that exchanger is closed. We got confused for a bit, and thought that I got scammed or that we came too late.
But then we noticed that there’s a button nearby the door. We pressed it, and a girl answered asking us what we came here for. We got stunned, but told that we are here to exchange money. She asked who we came here. More confusion. I checked the message I got from the site. It told to tell that we came to Angelina. We told her that we came to Angelina, and the door opened. Crazy level of conspiration. The interior looked like a common bank.
She then asked who initiated the exchange. The thing is, I used some extremely dumb username on the site like «aueaaeauo» and I had to say that IRL, and while I was doing it we all started to laugh. Then she put the money in counting machine, and I finally received my cash. We recounted it and went out.
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We then went to buy a chair, but couldn’t do it because I didn’t have UAH cash and they didn’t have a banking terminal, and they told us to come tomorrow when they get a terminal.
We were hungry, so we made a plan to order food to my new place and invite my roommate there to eat and show him the new apartment. We called him and ordered Sushi. After a little while, he came, but apparently he was busy with something so we had to put Sushi in the fridge and come with him to help him with car and also carry my stuff.
We came to my old apartment, my brother helped him with car while I started taking my stuff to bags. I don’t have that much stuff. All my belongings could be fit in 5 bags. We took around 3/4 of everything and brought it to the new apartment, and decided to get the rest tomorrow. Finally got to eat food. Roommate didn’t join us because he wasn’t in the mood.
After a bit of unpacking and talking, brother went home. Just like my first move, felt really melancholic. Maybe a bit lonely. But eventually I fell asleep.
