Fics like sixteen cans of vindaloo

Rimmer pressed his lips together in a bitter smile. “Might I remind you that this whole dire situation is your fault?” “What, the coronavirus?” said Lister. “No, you idiot, us getting evicted,” said Rimmer. “If it wasn’t for you we’d have two whole bedrooms right now. I could have got a hotplate and a chemical toilet and sealed myself in.” “Hey, hang on,” said Lister. “I got us evicted? You’re the one who told Mr Hollister about Frankenstein.” “I wouldn’t have had to tell our landlord that you were in breach of our lease if you hadn’t been in breach of our lease,” Rimmer snapped. “Really, you –” Reluctant flatmates Lister and Rimmer are forced to move into a one bedroom flat after getting evicted. Unfortunately, it's early 2020 and what was supposed to be a temporary situation drags on. And on... In which Lister won't stop bringing home new flatmates, Holly communicates exclusively via Zoom call, Kryten bakes bread, the Cat bedazzles a lot of face masks, Rimmer hoards toilet paper, and everyone learns some things about themselves.

Fics like sixteen cans of vindaloo

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