Last week, I slept over at a friend’s apartment—tiny place, cozy vibes, but the AC sounded like a mini airplane taking off every 20 minutes. I remember lying there, staring at the ceiling, half-asleep and half-annoyed, thinking, “How does he sleep through this noise every night?” He woke up in the morning and just shrugged,…
A friend of mine recently moved into a rental house—one of those quirky places that somehow has four rooms and zero proper windows in the spots where you actually need airflow. I visited him one afternoon, and the heat inside felt like walking into an oven someone forgot to turn off. He looked at me…
A few weeks ago, I was hanging out in my cousin’s small apartment—the kind where the kitchen, laptop table, and living space share one narrow rectangle. He stared at his electricity bill like it was a horror movie poster. “Bro… if I turn on the AC one more night, I might have to sell my…