Ron and his wife moved into the apartment across the hall from me about a year ago. I was 20 at the time and the first time I met them his wife was pounding on my door yelling at me and my friends to be quiet. She said we were so loud that her 3 year old couldn’t sleep. It was only 730 at night so I didn’t have much sympathy. Besides what did she think would happen moving into an apartment complex of mostly college students. Not that I was one. I should have gone but I just never enjoyed school. I’m 21 now and about 5’3 and 97lbs. People regularly think I’m 14. Most people describe me as a tan, brunette Taylor Swift. I’ve been working as a server at the Scottsdale Twin Peaks for a while barely making ends meet with all the money I spend.
What I noticed about Ron that first night was that he seemed way older than his wife. She looked 30 and he looked 50. I later found out she’s 26 and he’s 48. He’s a mechanic at a local car dealer and she was a receptionist and he knocked her up when she was 22. Caused his divorce and they got married. The other thing I noticed about Ron was that he was overweight but his wife was really fat. Like 300 pounds fat. I’ve never understood guys that had wives fatter than them.