So a bit of background, when I was young I made a friend from across the street, Jonathan. His mom was a young (had him at like 18) but she got along with my mom so they were over a lot. We would play and our moms would gossip. I remember her being very pretty and telling her that (I was like 6 or 7!) One day they move. We’re still friends so we hang out at school, but I never see his mom again.
Fast forward like 16 years to 2014. I’m 23 years old and I eventually move to Las Vegas for work and rent a weekly apartment (you pay like $200 a week). My mom calls me and tells me that Jonathan’s mom lives in Vegas and she may have rooms available to rent so she gives me her number (got it from Jonathan’s grandma). I text her and she agrees to meet with me before renting me a room cause she has no idea what kind of guy I had grown up to be.