A Spanner in the Works

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I lay on my bed and put in my earphones, turning it up as loud as it could go to drown out the cursing and bashing on my bedroom door. The tone of his voice was getting louder and angrier with every thump on the door. I was really starting to panic, but he must have tired himself out because he went back down the stairs and everything was quiet for a bit. I turned off my music and sat up, creeping over to the door. I opened it cautiously, making sure I didn't make any noise. Turns out he can be quiet when he wants to, because when I opened the door he was standing in front of me, grinning like a madman and beating a spanner against his hand. So much for three strikes, just one was enough to get me out.

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