The most thrilling and outrageous case is currently being debated in the people's court of TikTok. 

TikToker, @alexpoulx, went to Florida back in October and left her apartment in the hands of her best friend. Her “bestie” only stayed in the apartment for a couple of days before renting it out to a stranger who, against all codes of ethics, read her diary. 

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this sounds like an almost funny story time but i am unwell

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“He stayed in my house for a month and I had no idea,” she exclaims after coming back to NYC. What makes this situation even worse is that between October and January, Alex went back to NYC for a couple of days in November and found that her bedroom furniture had been rearranged. Her housesitter bestie claimed that she moved the furniture and just forgot to put it back and swore that no one else had been in the apartment.

So for the two days Alex was in New York, her bestie told the random man to skedaddle out of the apartment. If you’re trying to look on the bright side, it sounds like her friend and this random man were just acting out the B-plot from a '90s sitcom to avoid the apartment owner knowing that a man secretly lived there.

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And if the presence of a man in a single woman's apartment was not creepy enough, the stranger read her journals. “Whatever. Hope you got some good tea. There's some crazy shit here,” she says after finding her box of personal belonging rummaged through. “I don't know this is just like, so beyond violating.”

No fear, cause Alex did text the terrible bestie housesitter and demanded the $1500 for subleasing her apartment to a stranger who made holes in the walls while moving her bedroom around. She changed her locks and has been on the hunt for any hidden cameras (being a woman is so fun).

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“I keep finding stuff of his like t-shirts and candles and old bay. He ate my butter and it looks all weird now.”

Taking Instagram pics in your living room? Reading someone's journals? Nah the butter is where we all should draw the line. Is nothing sacred anymore?