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I got awarded compensation.
The incident was quite a while ago and I was beginning to think nothing was going to come of it, but happily I was wrong. I had invited a prostitute back to my flat and let her tie me to my bed. She'd then left me there and I'd been trapped for five days until the neighbours complained about the smell.
My lawyer argued that, as my landlord, the local council had failed in its duty of care towards me and the judge agreed.
He awarded me seventy-five thousand pounds in damages and ordered the council to pay my legal costs.
I was delighted and couldn't wait to tell Roger the good news.
"I'm over the moon," I told him, "this money will really give me the opportunity to get my life back on track."
"Yeah but your life never really was on track was it you cock park? If I were you I'd forget all this shit about getting your life back on track and just blow it on booze, drugs and whores."
"Mmm, I suppose you could be right," I conceded.
"No suppose about it, you deflated testicle- now get out there and get fucking."