Well, I'm not sure what's gonna happen now. Lastnight (Sunday night) she had a few people over...not sure how many. Not sure what drugs they were on, either. Probably E.
They were down there all night. At least they were going outside to smoke. Then again, that was under my window. And of course they'd let the dog out, then they'd have to yell at the dog to come back, whereby waking me up. Then they'd be talking and laughing downstairs, preventing me from falling asleep again quickly.
Surprisingly, I wasn't that tired this morning. I worked the day like normal, and thankfully only started getting tired around four.
When I got home, I cracked a beer like normal. Her car was outside, so I figured I'd sip a couple beer before I went down to tell her off. At one point she texted me asking if she could borrow a movie. I said no, and she spazzed. Kinda. I expected her to pound up the stairs, but she didn't.
So then I went down, sat down for a bit. She had her boyfriend over, still. He's a wuss, and would never bother me. Screwed up his brain on drugs a few years ago. So after sitting and watching some of a Scream movie, I got up to leave, and said "So what happened lastnight?"
It was quiet for a few seconds. So I said "You had a few people over. All night. Even until after I left this morning."
Still no reply. "Well, it won't happen again," I said as I turned to leave. All I heard was "Go fuck yourself Bracham" as I walked away. I chuckled to myself and retorted "Well have fun payin' next month's rent!"
She texted me a bit later and said "Sorry man no hard feelings". Uh huh. Probably just realized that she'll need help with the rent, again.
I'm gonna talk to her again yet tonight...but she better smarten up. Pretty fucking quick. Wouldn't hurt to lose that idiot boyfriend, either.