I’ve had two 2 types of neighbors since I’ve been here. Well, really 1 type with one exception (this crazy girl Chrissy). They’ve all been quiet, almost abnormally so. So I just met my new ceiling-to-floor mate. She’s of the bed-before-11 persuasion, so she requested I pipe down a bit. Why do I feel like I’m the hellraiser in the house?
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