I woke up with a headache, and got out of bed quietly to get myself a glass of water. My hand absently rubbed my scratchy throat. The headache felt just as obnoxious as the guy-
I paused, remembering the events yesterday.
Oh shiz. I really did that didn't I?
From where I was standing, the empty icecream tub sat clear in my view. It sat on the counter in all its chocolate chip glory-- Or rather, no chocolate chip glory. I sighed and continued past the living room and into the kitchen. I snatched a cup from the cupboard and pressed it against the refrigerator. As I sipped the cool drink, I wandered to my couch.
Why must I always make trouble for myself? It's just gonna add oil to the fire. Its not like I wear a 'looking for trouble' shirt...... or was I?
I peeked down at my shirt...
'Annoying Neighbor' sat flat on the front. Hah. The irony.
Anyway, I needed to clear this up. I sighed again.
I took me a full 5 minutes to convince myself to get my butt off the couch. And another to drag my feet off to my room, intending to change so I could give my neighbor a sorry.
'But you dont have to.' My brain cackled. I stared straight at the wall, in a daze as the words echoed.
But I dont have t- No. No no no no no no. I will. I must. Quickly, I did my morning routine and glared hard at the front door while fast walking so my brain wouldn't convince me otherwise.
Low and behold.
I tripped.
FUDGE. That hurt. No joke. My butt hurts. I think my butt broke. Gawd.
My eyes saw the innocent piece of paper that flew to the side as I fell to my inevitable doom. This little piece of poop!
I angrily stood up and snatched the paper off the floor, broken butt forgotten. Scribbled words on the front.
'Im a guy. I dont care, mind your own damn buisness and get your shit off the balcony. It annoys the hell outta me. Ruth.'
This buttface. Im going to murder his fat a- UGHHHHHHH
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Letters to Him
HumorA series of humorous (I hope) letters back and forth between the guy who lives above her, and poor Leah, who is annoyed out of her mind. Leah happens to be a college student, who is stressed as hell. The goody-two shoes inside her doesn't let her s...
