I try to maintain order, but pests seem to always find a way through the cracks.
My uncle, who owns the apartment, holds all the power here.
He’s strict and tends to brush off any concerns I raise about the infestation or the conditions.
Last week, he dismissed my suggestion to call an exterminator as unnecessary, saying it’s just part of living here.
When I tried to point out the role the gecko plays—how it keeps the roaches down—he just shook his head, telling me to stop making a fuss about a little lizard.
The situation has been worsening slowly.
First, I found a few more roaches crawling in the kitchen one evening two weeks ago.
Then, a cluster of baby roaches appeared near the pantry shelves last weekend.
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