The guy upstairs is breaking up with his girlfriend. He actually lives diagonally upstairs from me, but for some reason, they feel the need to break-up on the stairs. Or rather, she does. She has been running up and down the stairs for the last hour, banging on the door, screaming, "I'm talking to you!" His response: "I told you to get out." As you can see, it's a real high brow argument here. Every now and then, she yelps and I can't help but wonder if I need to call the police. Though, truth be told, she sounds like the more violent person, but still, I have this vague horror of one of these two doing something stupid to the other.
Once again, miss my quiet house, my quiet neighborhood...
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