The Domicile of Despair (long, epic, get your popcorn)

[hotelslave]

Sad lol was hoping there would be an update

[Fudgethatkay]

Seraph...you got us all into it.
I mean come on, you got me out of my LURKING WAYS to post.

[foodservicesucks]

She's just trolling us now.

[Seraph]

Finally got a moment to type up the next part. Had to check with my husband for some of it, to make sure I was getting the timing right on stuff.

Part Eight Ball in the Corner Pocket

The one big event that changed it all, dun dun duuuuun.

The setting is that I'm now in my third trimester of the pregnancy at this point. Very tough to get around, and obviously I'm in the stages of “ogod, watch the tummy.”

Remember that frat that I mentioned moved in? Yeah.

So this particular night, there was a big sports game with the college, and apparently.....we won. Or something. Whatever happened, the apartment complex suddenly turned into the French Quarter on Fat Tuesday. That bad.

CG had an out of town job at this point that required him to leave town for a few days at a time. He hated being away from me, but we needed the money.

So this night, I'm holed up, just watching TV, and I hear what could only best be described as a growing roar. I looked outside, and people are starting to pour into the courtyard, screaming, whooping, and hollering. I guess that's when the victory was announced, because everyone started dragging out coolers full of beer, and brought out stereos turned up to full. Yeeks.

I retreated back inside, and figured meh, I'll just curl up and wait it out.

Oh, I thought I could.

The party just got worse and worse. As the night wore on, the drunkeness hit its high, and people started getting...aggressive. My phone rang, and one of the guys a few rooms down told me to come join the party and “get smashed all to he**”. I declined, and jokingly said “alchohol and preggers don't mix, sorry bro!”

Next thing I knew, a crowd of guys came over to my room, and started banging on the door, demanding I come out and party. I went to my window and told them through it that thank you, but no, and that I'd like to just get some sleep.

Their response was to fling a beer bottle at me.

I dodged out of reflex, but it pinged off the wall next to my window and shattered. I closed my curtains, hit the deadbolt on the door and put the chain on the door.

More bottles smashed against my door, the window, the wall, and they were starting to really get angry.

I tried calling Slumlord, the maintenance workers, ANYONE, but nobody's phones were picking up.

Half in tears, I turned off the lights and went to get my phone book so I could get the number for the police, in case they wouldn't stop.

I guess turning off the lights worked, because they threw a couple more, and stumbled off.

Terrified nearly out of my mind, I called up CG and left a message for him that he needed to call me back, ASAP.

Not sure why, but I tried calling Slumlord again at that point, and again, no answer. I went to the window and peeked outside......and there he was.

Slumlord was out in the middle of the party, with a beer in his hand, obviously dead drunk, leering at a college girl's bust. (Seriously, it was like a flipping anime, no idea how her boobs hadn't popped out of her shirt) As I watched, he downed the beer he had, reached for another, and about fell over while reaching down.

As I was staring in shock, another set of guys came down the walkway, and casually took the end of a bottle and smashed out my doorway light.

Okay. That's it.

I called up the police, reported what was going on, and tried to exhort to them just how important it was that I remain anonymous for this. I told the dispatcher that things could get very bad, that I was scared for myself, and that she needed to make sure she didn't tell anyone that someone called from the apartments.

Afterwards, I called CG again, and then proceeded to go to the wardrobe and barricade it as well, should anyone somehow get into next door and try to make their way in.

Aaaand, I pretty much sat in a corner and just played Everquest on my PC and hid anytime someone came by my door for the rest of the night. CG eventually got my messages and called back all in a flurry, and said he was coming back straightaway.

Come daylight, the place was a WRECK.

Broken glass and trash was EVERYWHERE. I brought a mini broom with me and brushed a little path through it down to the mailbox, where it turned out a very, very angry Slumlord was waiting.

End of Part Eight.

[Fudgethatkay]

WOMAN. MOAR PLZ

[Teysa]

All I can say about all of this is Wow! I'm guessing the police told Slumlord you were the one who called.

[Aethian]

Damn....that....wow.... *turns wordless*

[lupo pazzesco]

...

OHMAHGAWDHOWCANYOULEAVEITTHERE!!

*breathe*

I mean...you just...I wanna know more about what happened and why do you keep leaving evil cliffhangers whywhywhywhywhywhy!!!

I baked a nommy pie this weekend AND YOU CAN'T HAZ NONE!!! SO THERE!!!

*Stomps off with baked goodness*

[Victory Sabre]

Seraph, you're a tease.

But I still like you. I hope you're able to post parts 9-100 soon.

[foodservicesucks]

You thought Slumlord was actually going to do something?? How rude! You're acting like it's his job or something!

[Jay 2K Winger]

this post should be read as if it were in all caps

but you can't see them because my caps lock key is currently on strike after all the abuse i helped upon it. it's convinced the shift keys around to its point of view as well, so i can't capitalize properly either.

so. all caps--

dammit wumman don't leave us hanging like that

[Seraph]

LMAO I'll post the next part tomorrow, never fear.

And yes, leaving it on cliff hangers because YOU GUYS DESERVE IT.

Especially Lupo. <3

[fma_fanatic]

LMAO I'll post the next part tomorrow, never fear.

And yes, leaving it on cliff hangers because YOU GUYS DESERVE IT.

Especially Lupo. <3

Even me? *sad puppy eyes?* But..I liked your kitty. *sniffles*

[Pixilated]

That's it ... I'm breaking into the slivovitz ...

I wonder if somebody told Slumlord who called ... or whether he just made a lucky (well, not for Seraph!) guess ...

[Racket_Man]

at this point I can totally see where this story is going.