gahhhh.
It's 2 A M.
2 FUCKING AM.
I was so done.
The people directly above us were making a fucking rocket by the sounds of it.
Not only that, but it was the 3rd day in a row.
That's it.
I'm storming down there to see what those clowns are doing.
I put on my nike shoes and got on the lift.
I knocked on the door of G12, for I was F12.
Someone shouted "that'll be the manager!"
"JJ you get it your the closest!"
"This ain't my apartment!"
I knocked once again and said "would you fucking open the door!"
Finally, a tall guy came to the door.
"What's up." The man said.
"What's up? You wanna know what's up? My sleep. You clowns have been making a racket down here and I have to stand in the freezing cold telling you idiots." I replied, angrily.
"Well come inside if your cold." He told me.
So I went inside and all the men on the couch went 'Ooooooooooo'
The black one said "never knew you had a chick cal'
"We are not a thing, I just came here to tell you lot to keep it down."
"Well, my names Callum." The tall one said, probably the tallest of the lot.
"I'm JJ" the black one said.
And this posh dude in the corner guess didn't like telling names so he stay put.
"like any normal person I need fucking sleep ok?" Good night.
I stormed out of the door and just before I was getting on the lift Callum ran over to me.
"I didn't get your name," he said.
"And I didn't get your phone number." As I held up my phone.
We exchanged phone numbers and I hoped onto the lift.
ding! My phone got a text message.
[At 2:17AM] CalBaezeey😍 said:
Awkward x
[At 2:17AM] you said:
Not with you x
Wait. Hooold the train.
I had just flirted.
With Callum.
WHAT!
Ugh this just makes it awkward now.
I flopped on my bed and drifted of to sleep.
