Knock Knock Knock…We’ve come to arrest you…

Today I was woken up by the knock of Craig’s landlord going from room to room for some reason. Scary as it was Craig’s door was unlocked and I was laying on his floor in a sleeping bag practically right in front of the unlocked door. I’m not sure that my staying with Craig over the last month has been the most legal of acts in his flat situation. But I am nervous to bump into his landlord every time I walk out into the hallways. I know that Craig’s neighbors know that I’m staying with him, or I assume that they know because Craig has ‘brought in’ food to me on more than one occasion. This morning though Craig’s landlord was going door to door knocking and asking something and he has yet to get to this room…How will i explain my presents in Craig’s room at 9am…or at 10 am or any other time? I was thinking the whole ‘This is my boyfriend I spent the night’ thing might work if I was to bend the truth…I don’t think Craig’s landlord is one to ask too many questions anyway. But I’m still on edge about being in this flat 24/7 and having people see me. Back home a person is allowed to stay in a dorm/apt with a student as long as they want as long as the student’s roommate agrees to the arrangement. I wonder if things are different here.

Packing up all my things and putting them into the closet this morning was kind of scary like when Craig’s flat cleaning lady had to come to clean the bathroom.

idk…It’s like since I left Belfast I feel like everyone is out to get me. Since I have to leave by the end of January I feel like everyone now that the end is coming is out to get me more than ever. Plus I’m kind of freaking out because I can’t find my passport :(. Hopefully the landlord isn’t looking for non authorized guests and my waking Craig up this morning wasn’t in vain.

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