The doorknob's gone from Black Guy/White Guy's apartment door.
Titter.
This could mean a lot of things, a few of them pretty pedestrian. But consider this.
We live in a good-sized apartment building with one of those safety foyer deals. You have to open two doors, both locked, before you get to the elevator, and even then, you've got 14 floors to go through if you're just gonna go door-to-door and try every lock. Which means even if you lost your keys, it would make more sense just to get a new one from management.
Also, since these guys live together, it would take maybe ten minutes to go to the hardware store down the block and have a new key made from the other guy's. That's what Matt and I did when he moved in.
But that's not what's happening.
I'm sort of hoping someone threw a hideous fit and got kicked out. And I'm sort of hoping it's White Guy. He's a shit.
White Guy's the one who hit Black Guy and got the cops called on him a while back, and White Guy's the one who throws a great big tantrum every time we look in the general direction of the goddamn stereo. So yeah, the hell with him. I'd take Black Guy's shitty R+B blaring into the hallway any day over White Guy's general spastic stupidity.
Updates as they're merited. Dramawhore am I.
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