So I think we should switch apartments. You'd sleep perfectly here. It's as dead as a cemetary during the morning/afternoon. All the fireworks, booming-bass cars, domestic disturbances, etc. happen after 10 pm. In fact, instead of winding it down at 10, they start it up, but not on Friday and Saturday nights like normal people. No, it's always a Tuesday or Sunday, or some other weeknight. Oh, and if I didn't occasionally physically SEE my downstairs neighbor, I'd doubt her existence. Same goes for the one who shares the bedroom wall.
So, how about it? *goes to closet to get packing boxes*
So, how about it? *goes to closet to get packing boxes*




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