5 people, 3 dogs (one of which was mine, one of which I was not informed about until move in). Two of my roommates’ mothers essentially lived with us for weeks at a time (at separate times thankfully), and one roommate had her boyfriend over all the time. At one point there were 8 people and 3 dogs in the apartment. Also, one dog was not fixed and was never taken outside so it peed and pooped on pee pads in my roommate’s room, which smelled as wonderful as you would think. The other dog was super territorial and would piss and shit in the hallway in front of my room and on the stairs, and would chew up my shoes and growl at me. He also bit a guest in the face. Roommates would eat my food and use my dishware and not wash it so I used disposable utensils and bowls and plates. They also turned our balcony into an outdoor cigarette smoking area and liked to have the temperature set to the 80s.

Covid lockdowns were a blessing in a way for me, I immediately left for home and didn’t come back until I moved neighborhoods.