-sydney's pov-
wow. here i am, im officially in sydeny! i closed my eyes and took a deep breath, smiling as i stepped out of the airport.
i rented an apartment here in sydney, i didn't want any fancy huge mansions, a cute apartment by the beach was perfect.
as i entered the elevator, i clicked on my apartment level, 3. i went inside and was in awe with how cute the apartment looked.
so i started unpacking all my stuff into the apartment then i would stay in for a year.
"holy moly that was exhausting." i said as i brushed the sweat beads that had formed on my forehead away. it was currently 9pm and I just finished unpacking.
grrrrrr.ajkpjwjdjwjsb.
i looked down. i was starving. i had totally forgotten to take my lunch and dinner while packing. so i made my way down to nearest grocery store.
i came back to my apartment after
grocery shopping. i was too lazy to make an actually dinner so i went with cereal.
i plopped down on my couch and picked out the movie pitch perfect 2, and started eating.
in the middle of the movie, i started hearing loud punk music, loud banging drums, and electric guitars.
i went closer to the television and put my ear on the tv.
"where is the sound coming from?!?!" i asked myself. i was now walking around my apartment, stupidly.
"AHHHH! i know, it's upstairs HAHAHA stupid me. okay so they're too loud... should i go and ask them to lower down?"
i walked back and forth my living room. there were a few reasons stopping me from going up. 1, it was punk rock music so it might be some really freaky people. 2, im lazy.
so i went back and slumped my weight back on the couch, continuing my movie sesh.
after 10 minutes
"geez they're too noisy!! that's it, imma coming up." i glared at the ceiling, and stood up.
that's alll
any hints who might be upstairs? maybe 4 idiots?
