Messy Endings?

In short. Im now getting kicked out my room. Out by Saturday and no where to go. Dont I have rights somewhere?

(sigh)

Flatmate wanders in, wide berth past my bed (as I lie there sobbing into my pillow and howling insults about the landlord) and sticks a cuppa and a slice of carrot cake on my desk. Whats a fucking sweetie.

I have a plan B. I can play the player....

He just better give back my deposit - fucker.