Chapitre 152: Chapter 152: The Crappy Life I Lived once

Chapter 152: The Crappy Life I Lived Before

Harry peeked nervously through the peephole of his apartment door. Outside, a large, beefy man in a suit stood, fists clenched, his face twisted in anger. The landlord. He knocked loudly, each strike against the door echoing in the silence of Harry's bleak apartment.

"You bastard! Your rent is due!" the man yelled, his voice thick with contempt. "If I don't get my money by next week, you're soup! I know you're in there, so you better listen for your own good, beggar," he spat, his tone dripping with disgust, before finally turning and storming down the corridor.