It was sorta a quarter of a duplex. It was a 3 story house one block away from the Ohio State main campus. Each half had the first story set up as a 2 bedroom apartment. The upper 2 stories on each side was a 5 bedroom apartment with a kitchen and bath. There were 4 of us and we declared one bedroom as our living room. Our apartment was furnished with used stuff. My bedroom was the front one on the third floor. One side had a slanted ceiling.
We were maybe a half block away from High St and there was plenty of street noise from the weekend binge drinkers getting blasted at the bars across High St. I lived there 2 years. Here’s something I learned: when female roommates get drunk after breaking up with their boyfriend, they stagger home and cry. When male roommates get drunk after breaking up with their girlfriend, they stagger home and punch holes in the plaster walls. So, you want a male roommate who smokes grass instead of drinks beer. He’ll just eat those last two slices of pizza you were saving.