“I’m really sorry… I feel really bad that I didn’t look into this before you moved here.”
[M apologizing for not double-checking to make sure I could be put on his lease before I moved all my stuff to DC. (I couldn’t.) He’d been so distracted with H that he didn’t think to make sure of the logistics, simply telling me that he’d talked to management and it would be fine.
Consequently, I had to live there for a month without a key of my own, and M and I were completely dependent on each other to get in and out of the building, which was hard when he was often late–because he was spending time with H.
M didn’t try to help me look for other apartments where we could both be on the lease even after I moved there.]