Per title: I work for the county government, across the street from City Hall and five minutes away from the state capitol campus. I make around double the state minimum wage. I can't afford to independently live anywhere nearby and it's driving me crazy. I'm 30 years old and working a job that requires the applicant to have some familiarity with plumbing, mechanical, electrical, carpentry, HVAC, and basic troubleshooting.
Any apartment that's in my price range has an income limit - probably calculated to ruthlessly suck up any left over spare change from someone that gets housing assistance. I'm lucky I have an arrangement with family members to be able to live in the area but it's rough because of the personality clash.
I'm one of the newer guys on this maintenance crew so my word means squat, but I've brought up to management that if they want to retain talent they need to actually pay them. I get told that even if the pay sucks the (admittedly great) insurance, vacation time, sick time, and state-backed retirement should make it worth it.
Well, I can't eat my benefits and I certainly can't use them to pay for my own place! Even if I decide that I want to chase that sweet, sweet state pension I'm not convinced I'll be able to afford to live in the area long enough to do so. I enjoy this job and the people I work with, but financially it's impossible to keep going on like this.

Hey everyone. I am an Indian woman in my mid-20s and I am moving to New York this August 2023 as a student of News and Documentary at New York University. My classes will be held at the Arthur L. Carter Journalism Institute at 20 Cooper Square. It is right opposite Washington Square Park in Lower Manhattan. As I have never been to New York City before I would love any advice on which neighbourhoods I should search for accommodations in. My budget for rent is up to $2000 (it would be a huge bonus if utilities are covered in this budget) and I would like to stay closer to the University. But I am also open to locations in Brooklyn or Queens if they are more suited to my budget. My main criteria are that the neighbourhood is safe and easily accessible by the subway. Please hit me with your suggestions. And also any recommendations for apartments. Thank you!

Chapter 1 Previous Chapter *** Author Note: Never post from a phone again... urgh otherwise you can post twice >.< Annoying... ***
“Say, if I get out of here, would you like to come outside as well?”, he asked. Yes! I want to see your world!
The little bird perched upon his head brought a much-needed lightheartedness to Raphael's weary soul. Like a gentle breeze, it swept away the weight of his sorrows, if only for a fleeting moment. In the midst of darkness and chaos, the bird became a beacon of hope, reminding him of the light that still existed in this world that turned out much more twisted than he ever thought possible. It was a reminder he desperately needed, a spark of joy he was on the verge of letting slip away.
“And how can do that Azura?” You mentally ste-
Raphael's eyes blinked open, greeted by the sight of an unfamiliar wooden ceiling basking in the glow of ample light. Disoriented, he surveyed the plainness of the bedroom, devoid of any personal touches. Just the bare essentials, devoid of books or plants that would add warmth. However, there, lying peacefully with her head on the bed, was Sanya. A surge of relief washed over him, confirming their successful escape and subsequent elusion from capture. A tender smile etched across his face as he gazed upon her slumbering visage, momentarily transporting him to a world where nothing was amiss, where everything was right, reminiscent of days long past. Almost. Were it not for the slender, elongated black tail encircling her body, a visible reminder of the altered reality they now faced. With care, Raphael retrieved the blanket that had enveloped him and gently draped it over Sanya, a small gesture of protection and comfort. Rising from the bed, he approached the window, his eyes casting out onto the world beyond. They found themselves in an apartment, likely occupying the sixth or seventh floor. In this city, at least, the world seemed to have settled into a temporary calm, a respite from the tumult that had ravaged New Trampton, wherever they may be. People of various ethnicities roamed the streets, seemingly oblivious to the transformative events that had unfolded. Non-human beings remained hidden from sight, but the chaos that had gripped where they came from appeared distant, as if the very air breathed an air of tranquility. As Raphael stepped out of the bedroom, his gaze was drawn to the kitchen, where the familiar figure of George the Orc busily prepared a meal. Settling onto a barstool at the kitchen counter, he observed George's culinary prowess unfold. The tantalizing aroma of eggs, sausages, and bacon wafted through the air, awakening his senses. Raphael couldn't help but feel his mouth water as he watched George skillfully craft what he assumed was a hearty breakfast.
“You knocked me out pretty good, back then.”
Caught off guard, George spun around, his hands still clutching the pan of scrambled eggs. An unmistakable sense of uncertainty etched across his face as he struggled to find the right words to express himself. However, before he could utter a single syllable, Raphael swiftly raised his hand, signaling for silence, urging George to listen intently for a moment.
“I understand why you did what you did. And I am thankful. Still, I hate you for it.”, Raphael began. “I hope you have remembered where the manor was, I will go there as soon as possible and free Vivian. With or without you.” “With me and I do remember, this is Offerstone we are in. But not how ya think it will go. No, now ya let me speak.” George said, as this time he raised his hand to demand silence. “I was not completely honest with ya. While I am a tattoo artist, a pretty good one, let me tell ya that, my store is also a front for underground auctions. And the place we escaped from is one of our clients.” George said, setting the pan back onto the stove. He walked around and opened up a laptop sitting on the counter. “I only got a connection when I used the cable, but I had an email from him asking to set up an auction for some exotic creatures he wanted to sell and guess what creature he wants to sell.”
Raphael's senses were utterly bewildered. Before him, displayed on the laptop screen, were a series of photographs depicting Vivian trapped in her confining cage. Accompanying the images was a chilling description detailing the vile methods used to capture her and the sinister intentions of those who sought to profit from her captivity. A surge of disbelief and revulsion coursed through Raphael, intertwining with an overwhelming sense of anger that surged from the depths of his being. The depths of his soul were engulfed in an intense loathing for the perpetrators of such despicable acts.
“We can get her, that’s no problem. Rather we need to think about what comes after.”, George said “What do you mean what comes after? We are taking her, end of the story!”, Raphael exclaimed loudly “Don’t be so naive! If it would be only ya, ya pet and me then fine, but ya saved Sanya and we are now responsible for her!”, the Orc said, slamming his fist on the counter, making some glasses jump.
Raphael felt stupid, as he realized his momentary lapse of focus. In his eagerness to secure Vivian's safety, he had momentarily forgotten about Sanya, even though he had just tenderly covered her with a blanket. Yes, he understood that they were now responsible for Sanya too, at least until they could reunite her with her parents.
“Then, let's bring her to her parents and then we rescue Vivian. You can set up a date and time and then we plan how to save her.”, he said abashed.
The Orc let out an audible sigh, clearly annoyed by the presence of the insistent Elf before him. With a disapproving shake of his head, he conveyed his refusal without uttering a word.
“If it would be that easy, I would have done that while ya were still out. Look at the mails before that one.”
As Raphael opened the remaining emails, his heart sank further with each word he read. These were not ordinary exchanges; they were communications between influential figures and government officials. The gravity of the situation began to weigh heavily on his shoulders. The messages echoed with a resounding prejudice. They branded the transformed beings as abominations, claiming they were even worse than humans. The fearmongering was palpable, painting them as a dangerous threat that needed to be contained, eliminated, or subjugated. Some proposed confining them to zoos, while others advocated for segregated camps. A chilling proposal even suggested legalizing their enslavement. But it was the final email that sent shivers down Raphael's spine. It originated from the Presidential House itself, stripping demi-humans of their rights and granting humans free reign to treat them however they pleased. Attached was a grotesque image of Richard McKennsy, reveling in his position of power, a cigar in one hand, whiskey in the other, his feet resting callously on the exposed body of a cat-eared female. The caption beneath the picture brazenly proclaimed, "Fuck 'em all up. Enjoy the free slaves. R. "
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Hello, welcome to my post, let me explain the situation. My girlfriend and I started dating at 18, and have had a stable relationship from the beginning. We were very attached before and throught the early years of the relationship, having little problem connecting and finding things to do together, joining eachother firend groups and sharing our lives. A couple of years ago she went to another city to study to become a doctor, and I stayed in our city to finish my studies and getting a stable job. Almost one year ago I moved with her to keep her company. But this decision came from a crisis we had before, where she told me to move with her after I expressed my concerns about our relationship. I took the decision of coming to see if moving in together would give us the complicity we had before, but far from becoming the truth it made me spend a lot of time home alone since i work from home and she has to be at uni most of the time.
To give a little background she had always been kind of a weird girl, but in the good sense, she was interested in the same stuff I was interested in and vice versa. We had very different backgrounds, me coming from a poverty stricken household and she being part of an upper middle class family. But that wasn't a problem at the time, it became one the moment she offered me to come with her and constantly expressed her worry about my saving capacity after I made any purchase over 50€ doesn't matter if it was superfluous expense or a personal improvement expense such as my driver's liscence.
She was diagnosed as being in the autist spectrum one year ago, and since then she has changed quite drastically, where she would make an effort before, she now just states the fact that she's autistic and cannot comply to the things I ask from her, things like coming with me to a concert, or to have a date and eat out, or something as simple as taking a stroll on the neighbourhood. She usually states that she's too busy with classes or that "she doesn't like that kind of stuff", I don't want to make it look like I'm not without fault, as I percieve myself I may be a little bit needy, but I didn't use to be like this until I arrived to a new city where I didn't knew anybody but my girl, I can be slow to process emotion, and sometimes socially inept. But the feelings I have are very real, I came here thinking spending time with her was going to help us reconnect, but all I percieve is that we now are more different than ever. I don't want to throw away all this years, but when I look in the future I only see myself getting more bitter and sadder from the gap that has grown between us, rather than reducing that gap. In the years we have not been with eachother we have grown apart.
There is one thing that I have talked about with my therapist and that is the fact that in the last 5 years she hasn't come with my friends ever, and she has led me to thing she would come and then cancelled last minute.
Another big crisis came when my family's house was taken from us a couple of years ago, I asked if she would come and help and she rejected it stating that "She didn't want to spend her vacation week doing that" and that she'd rather be with her family, I understand that she wants to be with them, but the fact that she didn't want to help me and my family in that moment created a wound that is yet to heal. I told her that I was going to be too busy and emotionally hurt to go out and party and then she came half an hour to give me the coldest kiss she's ever given me before leaving to be home. These are thing I've talked about with her, but she deflects blame on her studies or stress, and never wants to accept the blame of the fact that I needed her and she didn't come. I understand all of this can look like is too "me· oriented but I feel like I have tried almost anything, I'm always there for her family, I've helped her numerous times, and have sacrificed a lot for her sake, sacrifices that I don't see recieve the merit they deserve.
Thanks for reading such a long post and I'm patiently waiting for your answers, I'm in quite a desperate position and need to figure out what to do, I understand that people here are not therapists, but I need external input or my head is going to explode, again, thanks a lot.
Should I move on and get out of this relationship or can we save this?
TL:DR I moved in with my girlfriend after we had a crisis but I feel like we have grown too much apart.

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Memory transcription subject: Lemva, Venlil Archeologist
Date [standardized human time]: July 13, 2165
The attendant, Harold, had told me that there would be another passenger boarding shortly several minutes ago, and since then I couldn't keep still wondering who I was going to meet.As I sat on the couch, I couldn’t help but eavesdrop on the conversation that Harold had just started with the other passenger. As I heard a new voice respond to Harold’s greeting my heart started beating faster. Wait, the voice sounded familiar…
My heart rate quickened as footsteps came closer down the hallway.A man wearing a black suit and indigo tie came walking around the corner and my heart fluttered a little as I looked up at his face.
“Lemva?”
“James?” I squeaked as I said his name. I jumped up off the couch and ran toward him, throwing my arms around him and nearly knocking him over. “Lemva!”
Looking up at him, I realized what I had just done, backing off slightly embarrassed. “James! I haven’t seen you in so long, what have you been up to?”
“Looking into ancient history, studying declassified documents, bringing back ancient history, that sorta thing.” James kneeled slightly and looked at me with a wide smile, I’d missed that smile so much. He opened his mouth to speak. “I wasn’t expecting to see you on this flight. It’s very good to see you!” “It’s good to see you too! So you’re one of the others that the UN’s invitation spoke of.” “It seems that way, yeah.” He chuckled slightly.
“I see you two are getting along well! I don’t even have to introduce you.” I realized Harold had been standing there watching the interaction the whole time. I straightened myself out, even more embarrassed than before. Harold chuckled. “Alright you two, we’re going to be taking off shortly. I’ll be in the cabin along with the captain. If you need me, press these buttons.” He handed us both a device with a singular blue button labeled “call”.
The man turned around and headed through the door leading to the cockpit. Leaving us alone. We both sat on a couch. James spoke, “So, do you know anything about the job being offered?” “I was going to ask you the same thing.” “Hmm, well we’re going to be in for a long flight, may as well catch up on some things.”
Me and James had known each other since we attended MIK, and had a lot of history. We met in the college’s history club, and quickly became friends. We both had a passion for learning about things that most others had forgotten, and theorizing about what life was like in ancient times. He didn’t know it but I had a huge crush on him at the time.
We stayed in contact long after we both got our doctorates, despite the large distances between us. Eventually James suddenly stopped contacting me, I never understood why. I had worried that it was something I did, that I had pushed him away. Then, after a while, he faded from memory, only existing in the back of my mind. I needed to know why. But not now, this was too soon.
“I know I already asked what you’ve been up to since we last spoke, but still. Discovered anything new?”
“Yeah, I got my hands on some recently declassified Fed info and artifacts around 8 months back. Studied them and found out they were ancient Gojid pottery, inscriptions described some sort of fertility god? Found some other inscriptions describing the site of an ancient Gojid city on The Cradle and got in contact with a dig team to go search there. Hit the motherlode and-” He spoke so enthusiastically about his findings. Just seeing him so happy about his work made me bloom, but thankfully he didn’t notice as he kept talking, waving his hands to emphasize his words. “-trying to find a museum that has the room for all of them.”
“Wow, that’s a lot more than what I’ve been doing.” “Really? Lemva hasn’t done anything interesting lately? I find that hard to believe.” James took on an amused expression. “Yes, really. I’ve been on vacation with my family for a little while, that’s all. It had been a while since I’d seen them.”
I could see his smile visibly lessen, he shifted his eyes, seeming to be deep in thought. Had I said something wrong? “Hey, are you okay?” I asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. Your mention of family brought back some… memories.” A singular tear formed below his left eye, before he looked away. I didn’t want to push, despite his failed attempt at hiding his sadness. “Oh, we can change the subject if you want.”
He wiped his eyes and shuddered, before straightening himself out. “No, it’s ok. You should probably know anyway. It’s part of the reason I haven’t talked to you in so long.” I was hoping to get some answers but now I didn’t know if I wanted to if it was making him this upset.
“A- alright, go ahead. You can stop at any time if you want to.” “Before I start I want to say how sorry I am for ghosting you.” He closed his eyes, inhaling and exhaling deeply. A somber expression filled his face as he opened his eyes. “Okay. You know my parents right? Bill and Angene?” “Yeah?” “A couple years back, I was doing a small job for a little town on Nishtal. Not much pay but that didn’t matter. This was during the time when the anti-human movement was in full effect.”
My heart stopped, I immediately knew where this was going.
“I wasn’t worried for them cause they were on Earth. I thought they would be away from the violence because the rioters would be too scared to be among so many ‘predators.’” His voice dripped with malice as he spat out the last word. He was always treated… differently from other people. Even so long after the war, “predator” hate was still common. He kept speaking. “Clearly I was wrong, or maybe one of those fucking rioters hated us too much to care about their own safety.” I only now noticed that he had been shaking as he spoke, but he suddenly stopped. He looked defeated, on the verge of a breakdown. “They were just bringing home groceries, that’s all. They were friendly and happy and polite and all they were doing was bringing home some things for dinner. But because they had committed the SIN of being born with forward facing eyes everyone hated them.” “On the phone the next day, I was told that my parents had been stabbed to death when walking home. I had to attend their funeral several days later, and that night the police took me in to meet their murderer. It took every ounce of energy that I could muster to not turn their disgusting little face to orange mulch.”
If anyone else had looked at James’ face at that moment, they would have seen nothing but a rabid animal looking for something to rip apart, but I didn’t see that. I saw a man that just wanted his parents back, a man that wished the world didn’t hate him. James crumpled over and started sobbing violently, and without thinking I got up and gave him the biggest hug my small arms could allow. He wrapped his muscular arms around me and buried his head into my wool, his sobs shaking my whole body. I stroked the back of his head in an attempt to comfort him, and tried doing those shushing sounds that human mothers do to calm down their children but ended up making a strange sputtering sound instead. I heard the sounds of giggling interspersed with the sobbing, leading into a fit of coughing from James. He lifted his face from my shoulder and stared into my eyes, still dripping tears but starting to smile now. He rested his chin back on my shoulder, and I gladly let him.
“I’ve missed you Lemva, you have no idea just how much I’ve missed you. I’m so sorry I left so quickly, I’m so sorry.” “I’ve missed you too James, and you don’t need to apologize, I understand. Why don’t we go drink some water and get some sleep, okay?” The man on my shoulder croaked out a hoarse “Okay” before slowly pulling himself off of me. We both got up and walked into the kitchen to grab some water. James chugged down several glasses before he was satisfied. We made our way to our separate bedrooms before saying goodnight to each other and closing our doors. I pulled the warm blankets over myself and laid my head down, exhausted from the short but intense emotional interaction. As thoughts floated through my mind, I drifted off into a deep sleep.
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I awoke to a familiar sensation, it felt as if I was standing in a shallow pool of oil. My eyes were met with black for as far as the eye could see, a seemingly endless floor of tar, and a distant orb of light. This sight had become less eerie and more frustrating the more times I had seen it. [Not this again…] I had been having this dream nearly every night for the past 3 weeks, ever since I had received the invitation from the UN. It was always the same. Endless void, endless black oil, a light always seeming within reach but always too far to catch. I decided to play along with the dream and walk towards the light, the faster I go through with this charade the faster I can wake up and talk to James again. My footsteps echoed into infinity as I waded through the sticky oil, the sensation was awful. I stopped and thought for a moment. [Know what? Fuck it, might as well do something different this time.] I turned around and walked away from the orb of light that had been taunting me for 3 weeks straight. As I walked, I could feel the texture beneath my paws slowly change. I looked down to notice that the tar floor I had grown accustomed to was now an endless field of silver sand. My paws were still sticky from the tar and were now covered with sand, great. As I stared down at the ground beneath me, it slowly started glowing brighter and brighter until it hurt my eyes. It was reflecting something.
I looked up to try to find the source of the light and stared in shock at the sight before me, despite the pain in my eyes. I could not turn away. [By the creator…]
Filling the darkness above me was a white dwarf, its brilliance seeming to burn away the darkness surrounding it. Burning streams of plasma buffeted sand in the distance, leaving only glass. I could feel it watching me, judging me. The air around me swirled and roared, picking up fragments of glass and flinging it against my face as I stood in awe. Clouds of silver shards swirled forever around me, scraping away my wool and flesh but I did not move. I could not turn away. The star seemed to fall toward me. I could not turn away. Instantly, the fury of the wind around me calmed, dropping mountains of the glittering sand onto the ground. The sands whispered to me, filling my mind with a single message.
“Find us. We await.”
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Date [standardized human time]: July 15, 2165
I stood alongside James near the airlock, we were finally here. It had been two days since I and James had boarded the ship, and we were finally on an approach to Aafa’s spaceport. I felt excited theorizing what job the UN had for us, but couldn’t help but notice a feeling of dread in the back of my mind. Aafa was the capital of the Federation before the UN Coalition began their occupation, and as a result there would probably be more xenophobia on the streets. Hopefully we wouldn’t have to stick around long enough to see it.
“Attention passengers, we are now breaking through the atmosphere, brace yourself on a nearby hand-rail or other stationary object until further notice.”
Me and James grasped the hand-rails tightly as the ship jostled through the turbulent atmosphere, the surface outside the airlock view-port slowly grew larger and larger as we descended. A beautiful city came into view as the clouds’ obfuscation subsided. I had been to Aafa twice in my life before and every time I saw its grand cities I felt a sense of wonder. I could feel the ship level out and slow down, we were almost docked. I felt a small jolt as the landing gear gently touched down on the landing pad.
Harold’s voice came through the PA system. “Alright you two, we’ve landed. I’ll be with you shortly to show you to your escort group.” James and I looked at eachother, I could see a glint of worry in his eyes. Though whether he was worried about the reactions of Aafa’s inhabitants or worried about his first impressions with such important UN personnel, I could not tell.
I heard the cabin door open far behind us and heard Harold’s footsteps make their way toward the airlock where we stood in wait. He stepped past us and took a position at the airlock door.“Welcome to Aafa.” Harold pressed a button and the blast-door slid open with a pneumatic hiss. “Follow me.” We walked down the ramp and onto the hangar bay floor. As my eyes wandered around the large room I noticed how much better kept this spaceport, or at least this hangar, was than the port on Venlil Prime or Earth. Harold took us through a door and into the main hall for this level.
As we made our way to the nearest elevator a kolshian man walked toward us, his gait taking on a menacing feel as he drew closer. When he saw me he smirked. “You sure you wanna keep walking with these predators, little lady? You’d be a lot safer with me instead of them.” I was astounded by how blatant this man was with his opinions. I tried to respond calmly to the man but couldn’t hide my offense. “No thank you, I’m perfectly fine walking with these “predators” thank you. Speak your xenophobia to someone who cares to listen.” The kolshian’s smirk disappeared as he walked toward me faster. Harold’s arm shot out in front of me, blocking the man from getting any closer, the chipper smile he usually displayed was gone from his face. “Please leave sir, we have things to attend to.” The kolshian’s angry expression intensified. “I’m not taking orders from any damn predator.” I could see the man pulling out an object from behind his back. Before I could react, I heard a sickening crunch as Harold’s fist connected with the kolshian’s face, and the man tumbled to the ground. I heard a sound as the knife we were about to be stabbed with clattered to the ground, the tentacle he had been using to wield it clutching his bleeding face. Harold in a swift motion kicked away the knife and put the kolshian in a choke hold while a group of UN security officers rushed over. Two officers cuffed the bleeding kolshian and another walked up to Harold most likely to ask for an explanation.
Harold put back on his usual cheerful expression as he turned to speak to us.“You two head down to the first floor, your escort group and the other 2 invitees will be waiting in the main lobby, they should be pretty obvious to spot. I’ll catch up soon but I have to explain the situation with security.” I turned to look at James as we hurried to the elevator. I could tell he was angry, but he had a glint of satisfaction in his eyes, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel a little similar. James scrolled down the list of floors on the screen and selected the number 1. The Aafa spaceport was easily the largest structure I had ever seen, I guess there wasn’t enough room for 400 buttons. As the elevator descended, James spoke.
“Hey Lem, you ok?” “Yeah, my heart’s beating pretty fast though. Who knows what would have happened if Harold wasn’t with us.” “Yeah, did you see how fast he handled that? Guy must be a veteran or something.” The idea brought a question to the surface of my mind that I had been pondering since I first received my invitation. “Yeah… I’ve been wondering why we’ve been treated so well ever since we got aboard the ship. I mean, we’re just a couple historians, why spend so much on the ship and all the protection? What could this job possibly be?” As I spoke, James stared past the transparent wall of the elevator and into the city skyline, he seemed to be deep in thought. “Yeah I’ve been thinking about that too… I don’t think we’ll have to theorize for much longer though, just a short drive and we can ask whoever invited us.”
My attention was brought back to reality as a DING sounded from the doorway, indicating that we were at the ground floor. The doors slid open silently and revealed a veritable swarm of people walking through the main hallway loop, several people of different species squeezed into the elevator we were just in as we walked out. James and I followed the signage on the walls for several minutes and entered into the main lobby, where we could see a group of humans with a Gojid in the middle. The humans wore black suits and sunglasses, I could also barely make out earpieces and microphones hidden among their clothing. They reminded me of the secret agents in the human spy movies I enjoyed watching. They must be our escort group.
We approached the menacing humans and they turned to look at us. Before I could speak up I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see Harold catching up with us. “Sorry for leaving you alone for a bit. I’ll talk with your escorts.” Harold walked up to the closest escort and flashed a badge at them, turning around once the mysterious man nodded. The escort spoke something into his earpiece but I couldn’t quite make it out. “Well, I’d best be going to sort out matters with the captain. I’ll meet up with you later.” Harold handed us off to the mysterious entourage and walked back into the crowd.
One of the bodyguards spoke up. “Follow me and don’t stray off course, we’ll be taking you to the senate building.” As our guards escorted us to our vehicle, I spoke to the gojid accompanying us. “Hi, my name is Lemva, this is James. Are you one of the other people invited by the UN?” The gojid spoke up in a soft voice. “Yeah, though for what reason I do not know why. My name is Cayek by the way, nice to meet you. Do you mind if we get some introductions out of the way before we arrive at the senate building?” James responded first and stretched out his arm for a handshake. It took a second for Cayek to reciprocate. “Sure! As Lemva told you, my name is James. I was born on Earth and currently live on Venlil Prime. I’m a historian and got my doctorate at MIK, where I met Lemva. We’ve known each other quite a while. I like coffee and hate the ocean.” “Oh cool, I attended there too! Got my doctorate in linguistics. When did you attend?” “Sent in an application in 2140, as soon as it opened. Got accepted around a month later.” “Nice, that was around when I joined too. We must not have crossed paths often. Though your face does seem vaguely familiar.” Cayek looked at me and I began speaking. “My name’s Lemva, though I already said that. I attended MIK with James. Went there to get a doctorate in archeology. Was born on Venlil Prime and I’ve moved too many times to count, but my latest home is on Earth.”
I noticed that we had reached our ride. Our vehicle was a black limousine, it looked slightly larger than others I had seen, perhaps it was armored? One of the guards escorting us, who I could only assume was the one in charge, opened the side door and we all crawled inside. Cayek, James, and I settled in our seats and the guard closed our doors before entering through a door closer to the front to sit facing us. The guard sat unnaturally still, staring directly at us as the vehicle drew out of the underground parking area, making me feel uneasy. I looked over at James and Cayek, they seemed just as uncomfortable as I. The ride to the Senate building was silent.
I watched the buildings glide past us as we drove down Main, toward the Capitol. The large dome shaped building grew larger as we crept closer. Nervousness invaded my mind as I wondered what the task we had been chosen for was. Why did the UN spend so much to get us here? What’s with all the security? Why us? We had reached our destination. The limousine passed through several security gates and slowed to a halt at the entrance of the grand building. The guard that had been staring at us spoke, “We’ve arrived, please exit the vehicle and follow me. As you enter the building you’ll undergo several security checks to make sure you don’t have any weapons or banned items. Don’t worry, this is all standard procedure.” Two guards who had been waiting to the side of the entrance walked over to the car and opened the side doors, allowing us to crawl out. Though it had only been a 5 minute car ride, it felt like I had been stuck in that cramped vehicle for hours.
We walked toward the entrance of the titanic building, a large podium with a hologram of the Coalition logo orbiting an artistic depiction of our sector of the galaxy stood just before the doors. The first time I had gone to Aafa as a child, the podium had supported a large statue of Chief Nikonus, the president of the Federation at the time of the war. Good riddance. Our group stepped past the threshold of the senate building and submitted for the security checks that our escort had told us about. As soon as we were cleared, we were led to one of several large doors, it looked like an oversized elevator. Inside was a holographic display of the building showing us our current position, along with a small keypad to the side. I braced myself for the elevator to start ascending as our escort input some numbers into the pad but nearly fell over when it unexpectedly started moving sideways. James chuckled amusedly and I looked at him with a mock pouty face, my tail flicking in slight annoyance. Our escort tried to wipe a tiny smirk off his face as he helped me back to my feet. “We had these installed after a couple instances of people passing out trying to navigate around. Most Coalition species don’t have the amount of endurance humans do and this building is quite large.”
Several moments later the tram came to a halt and the doors slid open. The escort chaperoned us down a short hallway with a decently sized wooden door at the end. I braced myself for whoever would be behind it. Impressions were of utmost importance when meeting government officials. However, I was not prepared for who I would see as the door swung open.
Is that an Arxur?
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This was my first healthy relationship and I care about this person deeply so I want to make sure I’m going about this break up in the right way. It was easier breaking up with my ex since he cheated and was abusive. There were solid reasons. However, my boyfriend and I truly love and respect each other and there aren’t huge red flags saying we shouldn’t be together. We’ve been dating for 6 months.
He’s a good person that loves and cares about me. He makes me laugh and is so patient with me, but I’m just not happy. I’m moving away for school and he’s always been down to come with me. I’ve been conflicted about it for a long time, but realized I owe it to myself to experience this new chapter alone.
I feel terrible because he’s been excited about moving to the city, has told his friends, and has toured apartments with me. He’s known that I’ve been uncertain but doesn’t know that I’ve finally made a decision and that I do not want to do long distance. It sounds really bad, but I don’t believe in us and I don’t think our relationship would withstand it. I’ve been staying over at his place a lot more recently and spending more time together. When I envision us living the same way, but in our own apartment together, I don’t like it and think I would feel suffocated and unhappy.
When I make breakfast for him or cook dinner for him I always feel distressed for some reason. He has looked at me strangely when I make dark jokes that I could easily make with my friends. I’m also deeply insecure and scared. I haven’t been doing well mentally for a long time, and think I should focus on myself longer to build a better sense of self esteem and self worth. I’m a people pleaser and let his needs/desires override mine.
We stopped having sex as often which makes me feel less desired. I brought this up and he said he’s attracted to me but blames it on other issues he’s been going through. At the same time, I like it because I always disliked the pressure of having to have sex with him in the beginning of our relationship. He once told me he dreamt that we went swimming and I was wearing a “sexy two piece”. Of course I want my partner to desire me, but I felt grossed out by this. He has asked me to wear lingerie for him and I felt dread thinking of having to dress up. I do want to look good for him, but knowing he wants me to wear sexier lingerie and feeling like I have to tires me.
At the same time, he’s shown me a love I’ve never experienced before. I’ll forever be grateful for this relationship and for him opening his heart to me. It really hurts me and it’s still so confusing that I find myself wanting to end a relationship that isn’t going terribly wrong.
I’m going to go over to his place this week and talk to him about this in person. I’ve been crying and trying to mentally prepare myself. Should I bring up my decision about not moving in together first or just say I want to break up first? What should I do to make it easier for him?
tl;dr I’ve decided to break up with my boyfriend of 6 months because I’m unhappy and believe we’re incompatible. I’m also moving and decided that we should not live together and that I do not want to do long distance. I love him and care about him, but don’t want to say what’s more than necessary and hurt him. How do I break up with him in the most empathetic and understanding way?

This was my first healthy relationship and I care about this person deeply so I want to make sure I’m going about this break up in the right way. It was easier breaking up with my ex since he cheated and was abusive. There were solid reasons. However, my boyfriend and I truly love and respect each other and there aren’t huge red flags saying we shouldn’t be together. We’ve been dating for 6 months.
He’s a good person that loves and cares about me. He makes me laugh and is so patient with me, but I’m just not happy. I’m moving away for school and he’s always been down to come with me. I’ve been conflicted about it for a long time, but realized I owe it to myself to experience this new chapter alone.
I feel terrible because he’s been excited about moving to the city, has told his friends, and has toured apartments with me. He’s known that I’ve been uncertain but doesn’t know that I’ve finally made a decision and that I do not want to do long distance. It sounds really bad, but I don’t believe in us and I don’t think our relationship would withstand it. I’ve been staying over at his place a lot more recently and spending more time together. When I envision us living the same way, but in our own apartment together, I don’t like it and think I would feel suffocated and unhappy.
When I make breakfast for him or cook dinner for him I always feel distressed for some reason. He has looked at me strangely when I make dark jokes that I could easily make with my friends. I’m also deeply insecure and scared. I haven’t been doing well mentally for a long time, and think I should focus on myself longer to build a better sense of self esteem and self worth. I’m a people pleaser and let his needs/desires override mine.
We stopped having sex as often which makes me feel less desired. I brought this up and he said he’s attracted to me but blames it on other issues he’s been going through. At the same time, I like it because I always disliked the pressure of having to have sex with him in the beginning of our relationship. He once told me he dreamt that we went swimming and I was wearing a “sexy two piece”. Of course I want my partner to desire me, but I felt grossed out by this. He has asked me to wear lingerie for him and I felt dread thinking of having to dress up. I do want to look good for him, but knowing he wants me to wear sexier lingerie and feeling like I have to tires me.
At the same time, he’s shown me a love I’ve never experienced before. I’ll forever be grateful for this relationship and for him opening his heart to me. It really hurts me and it’s still so confusing that I find myself wanting to end a relationship that isn’t going terribly wrong.
I’m going to go over to his place this week and talk to him about this in person. I’ve been crying and trying to mentally prepare myself. Should I bring up my decision about not moving in together first or just say I want to break up first? What should I do to make it easier for him?
tl;dr I’ve decided to break up with my boyfriend of 6 months because I’m unhappy and believe we’re incompatible. I’m also moving and decided that we should not live together and that I do not want to do long distance. I love him and care about him, but don’t want to say what’s more than necessary and hurt him. How do I break up with him in the most empathetic and understanding way?

When we see Big's office when Carrie goes to ask how to buy her apartment, is anyone else surprised how small it is? ("Ring A Ding Ding" - season 4, episode 16) Although it does overlook Radio City Music Hall, it's tiny and has inexpensive-looking furniture. It just doesn't fit with the high-powered, high-paid career Big was portrayed to have - looked like an entry-level manager's office, and had inexpensive-looking furniture and drapes that looked like they were rescued from a budget motel. Big never was much of a decorator - the most stylish thing in his apartment was the wall he painted red - but sheesh. It's so bad, it's laughable. There's a giant modern-art looking print hung next to a tiny indiscernible framed something that's hung off-center. Maybe it was intended to be funny?
Another surprising thing is the white suit Carrie wore to his office: I thought it was the same suit she later bought for her courthouse wedding, it's so similar.

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Currently I am in my second last year of high school. But since the beginning I have been with this one friend group. Originally we were known as the “academic” group as that was what we bonded over. However as time progressed many of my friends in this group have moved on to different things whereas I mostly stayed the same. Now many of them have girlfriends and other interests whilst I am just the same “academically” focused person I was from the start. But since the start of this year they’ve mostly stopped inviting me to things, with a few exceptions.
A week ago, one of my closest friends, who I shall call Bob, told me that the other members had started a group chat without me. They planned on going to a local city event. I then asked my group around to see if I could invite myself. I asked quite a few friends ‘Did you hear this event is on in my city, I would love to go with you if you’re available’. Of course I didn’t mention the secret group chat, but in the end my efforts were futile as they all said they were busy. That’s when Bob told me when and where they decided to meet and then asked if I’d like to secretly come along. I said yes.
And so when it got to the day I kept in contact with Bob and turned up at the correct time and place. I met up with the friend group. But when they saw me there they just looked to upset to see me, apart from Bob. In the end, I stuck with them for the event, although they ignored me most of the time and refused to look at me, and I spent most of my time with Bob. I came to school the next day and they have not spoken to me since. Before, they’d at least have a chat with me. But now they just won’t even look at me.
Should I have gone to the event? Is there any way I can repair the damage? And most importantly, should I start looking for new friends asap?

Got a review as stated (translated from French):

u/fkih did not follow the instruction guidelines, and did no restoration of the apartment. On another platform he lied about the number of people staying in the apartment.

I did not receive the notification containing check-out instructions, but did do what any reasonable guest would do and cleaned the apartment. - Closed all windows - Turned off all lights - Did the dishes (left on drying rack) - Removed and took out trash
This covered everything in the instructions except for removing the bed sheets. I don’t think it’s honest to say I did not do any restoration of the apartment.
As for the accusation of lying about having others in the apartment, I am in France alone. I booked the Airbnb because I couldn’t stay in a hostel due to sniffling/sneezing/asthma, thanks to allergies which would have costed my hostel-mates sleep. I spoke on the phone with the host, and mentioned I was here seeing friends, but those friends are in another city. I don’t know if he assumed I was bringing or having them over.
I provided proof that I was traveling alone, as well as providing proof I went to see a doctor for my allergies to backup my rationale for booking. However, the review is already there. I did reply with a public response explaining the situation, and apologizing but I feel like the accusation of bringing in more guests would be enough to turn some hosts off immediately.
I have 9 other great reviews, though I am considering sticking with hostel private dorms and hotels from now on with all the hassle that comes with Airbnbs.

(This is a wild rant, to blow off all the steam buckling up right now. I can't talk to anyone but I need to get this out.)
I know. I know- what a rough title. But honestly, I am so fed up.
I (18f) will finish the highest educational level in Germany soon and I have an apprenticeship at a bank with a pretty good wage. But I need to move into my own apartment. A little backstory: My parents made a saving account for me. It ranged to 10k now and it was always meant to pay for my very first apartment.
However, plans changed when I got a boyfriend (whom I dearly love but he should start believing in some gods that I won't strangle him). He (19m) will move in with me, which should have made things a lot easier. Well, so I thought. But oh man, I was so so wrong.
Because of him, I got us a bigger place for a good price. As planned, we used the saving account to purchase furniture. It just became a little more due to the second head in the new household. I had no issues with it, of course. But before we began to purchase everything, I did talk to him about finances because I like to scheme everything out.
We would have to live at least one month prior to my starting date at my new job in order to get accustomed to the place and the new life. And since this apartment had a good location (with supermarkets and all reachable within a minute walk) I knew we had to get this. Sadly, the owner said we could rent the place but we had to move in a little earlier. Which leads to us moving in in at least two weeks. A few months ago I picked up two jobs in order to start saving money and pay some furniture with it. Because the other half of my savings will go into investments and I am adamant to not change that. I paid of the deposit of the new apartment, all the contracts run in my name.
And whilst I will happily pay half the rent and for the living costs, I cannot do such in the first two months. I will get my first paycheck near the end of august. I told my boyfriend that we had to be depending on his job, his savings. I told him five months ago to stop purchasing stuff so we won't end up in a financial crisis.
Of course, this man went to buy a PC, a new lego set, expensive jackets and shoes and whatnot. I didn't say anything as I do agree he needed a new PC. And I told him it was fine as long as he started saving a bit. He didn't. Of course he didn't. He buys some skins for games, battle passes, expensive gifts for his family... Thank you, my dear. Thanks for listening to me.
We move into his city. And whilst he lived only five minutes away from a train station, we now live twenty minutes away from it. Though it is only ten with the bus. Meaning, he has every goddamn chance to reach the train station and get to his old job.
But you know- silly me for believing he knows how to think.
This week he quit his job. Yes. We will move into the apartment in approximately two weeks when all my finals are through. Yes, he is very much aware of that. But does he care? No. He did apply to a new one and I told him to wait until they called him back. Yeah, why listen to the stupid woman? Of course! Let's go and quit without even having a new job.
I can't. If I'd tell you steam comes out of my ears, better believe I am not joking.
He explained to me, though, that he has all the finances sorted out. I am laying back then, you know. But today was the tip of the cake. He texts me saying the state doesn't pay him this sort of loan when there are holidays. And you know when we move in and have to depend on exactly this money? In the holidays, correct!
Now I write application after application to get another job. Because why not? Someone has to pay the rent at the end, right?
And then he proceeds to admit he had an offer from his dad's job this weekend to help out for at least 300€. Might not seem much but in the end it would have been. And now that he is jobless we depend on any offer. Sure, it is a bit under the minimum wage but in the end, he'd have to help out for three days only. Instead of THNKING "Oh, yeah. We might need those 300€." this man straight out said he was too lazy for this and declined. Now the offer is gone.
I can't. I just- what is he thinking? I won't empty my entire damned saving account just because he doesn't have his life under control. If I'd known this, man, I would have let him stay at his parent's house and get myself a nice, smaller space.
And now we are in this mess. He won't do any other work because he, and I quote, "doesn't want to do a job where he actually has to work." My guy, if you don't start working soon you will have far bigger problems. I understand everyone has a preference but please- for two months? You can do it for two months.
And now he has the audacity to say I can't get another job because "what of our time together?" Boy, if you don't shut up. We can have time together. I'd love that. But not under a bridge! I paid for everything up to this point. He had to pay 70% in the next two months whilst I would have only been able to contribute 30% of the money. But now it seems I have to take up these 70% as well. Who quits a job without having another whilst in the middle of the process of the first ever apartment?
The worst part is that I talked about the finances over and over again. He only went "Baby, I know. You've said it five times already." I should have said it a sixth and seventh time apparently ! He didn't get it. I told him how expensive living is nowadays. And he didn't listen. Now I have to smooth his stupidness out and fix this mess.
Thank you, my love. Thank you.

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Hello everyone,
I (F20) got together with my boyfriend (M21) earlier this year after a pretty complicated situation that lasted for almost 2 years. To sum it up, we talked on and off, we went on a few dates, but it never developed into anything serious, and we stayed friends.
We got together this year, and we’ve been long-distance (5-hour drive) pretty much since for 3 months now. We were seeing each other less and less frequently due to exam season (6x times a month to 2x times a month, rn). However, the exam season is going to be over soon, and we should see each other more often because we live pretty close.
After three months of long-distance dating, it started to fade a little. The texts became more dry; we do not call each other that often, and overall, I feel like we became pretty distant.
With less texting, he started to make rude comments sometimes. I know texts can be interpreted in multiple ways, but it hurt me, and I felt attacked. I communicated to him that it hurt and that I didn’t feel respected. We had this conversation twice, and things started to change only after the second time, when I specifically said that I wouldn’t be a punch-bag person. Afterwards, he apologized, said he was stressed due to work overload, and promised he wouldn’t do that ever again. We call each other 1–3 times a week, depending on our schedule.
Earlier in our relationship, when I brought up the issue that "I feel like we do not spend that much time together," he called me clingy (jokingly). I got sad from the comment, and then he proceeded to say that he can’t say anything to me because I always get sad. Anyhow, I would like to discuss this issue in person with him. Overall it just seem like he does not see this as an issue.
However, he is coming home next week after 3 weeks apart and is traveling through the city where I study, but I will be in school till the afternoon, and he is taking the morning train and would have to wait for me for a couple of hours. I asked if he did not want to go to a later train so we could meet up when I’ll be free, and he said no because he wants to go home and sleep because he is taking an early morning train. I was just too stunned to speak, and I did not say anything. I don’t know when we would meet otherwise, possibly later in the week. I don’t know. Currently, he is more busy than I am, still studying for his exams.
I don’t feel very good about bringing this up again because I don’t want to come off as clingy. Which hurts me to say because if you don’t spend time with each other, what is the point of being together?
I don’t know if I'm overreacting. Everyone can have a different views on spending time with each other but I feel like if I don't adress it now it will only get worse.
Do you guys think that this is something that can be communicated, or can I not ask for something like this from him? To spend time together?
Thanks

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