Thought that title would get your attention. Well guess who?? :disgust:
Roommate left 3 hours ago to go study at a friend's house. He left two guys and a girl here, all three around 17-18 years old. Maybe a year or two younger for one of them. Well they are in his room next door to mine and have some movie in the VCR and rap music going at the same time. The bed is squeaking with a questionable and unnerving pattern. These kids seem to be just like the roomie is- wannabe thug Enimem punks. Anyway, I decide to park my butt right next to their door in the adjacent bathroom with the door open 'washing my face'. One of them comes out every so often to go smoke on my balcony or use the restroom, so I decided to lie in wait to find out wtf was going on in there. So after 10 minutes, the locked door opens (dark inside) and one guy slips out through the crack, sees me looking at him from the open bathroom door 'scrubbing my face', and says "oh you're in the bathroom my bad <shut.. lock.>"... Hmmm...
So I wait a few minutes, go up to the door, and knock. Nobody answers. I knock harder- the movie and music get turned down. STILL no answer. I knock very hard and say "Hellooooo!!!" and finally after a good 10 seconds, the door opens. I didn't walk in, but said "hey, I'm done in the bathroom... what are you guys doing in here?" One guy standing by the desk says,
"um, nothing.. just watching a movie.. do you want us to turn it down?"
"how do you watch a movie with rap music playing louder than it?"
<shrug>
Dude walks out into the bathroom, and that's when the door closed... from a dude peeking cautiously around it! He was hiding behind the door! I didn't get a chance to say "hey, wtf? what are you doing, pal?" Maybe next time he comes out- I'm questioning.
The girl is sloppily dressed, the room is a wreck and dimly lit. I think I know exactly what's going on in there, and maybe more than I want to know. Three underage kids in a three-way?! That was 15 minutes ago- the bed is now squeeking again. Ugh- not like I'm going to call the cops, unless they're lighting it up in there (wouldn't be surprised), but I had to vent. AGAIN.
As someone who LIVES here and is trying to study for an exam in 3 hours, do I have the right to knock on the door again, point blank, and find out what's going on?
NO. NO PICS. :disgust:
Roommate left 3 hours ago to go study at a friend's house. He left two guys and a girl here, all three around 17-18 years old. Maybe a year or two younger for one of them. Well they are in his room next door to mine and have some movie in the VCR and rap music going at the same time. The bed is squeaking with a questionable and unnerving pattern. These kids seem to be just like the roomie is- wannabe thug Enimem punks. Anyway, I decide to park my butt right next to their door in the adjacent bathroom with the door open 'washing my face'. One of them comes out every so often to go smoke on my balcony or use the restroom, so I decided to lie in wait to find out wtf was going on in there. So after 10 minutes, the locked door opens (dark inside) and one guy slips out through the crack, sees me looking at him from the open bathroom door 'scrubbing my face', and says "oh you're in the bathroom my bad <shut.. lock.>"... Hmmm...
So I wait a few minutes, go up to the door, and knock. Nobody answers. I knock harder- the movie and music get turned down. STILL no answer. I knock very hard and say "Hellooooo!!!" and finally after a good 10 seconds, the door opens. I didn't walk in, but said "hey, I'm done in the bathroom... what are you guys doing in here?" One guy standing by the desk says,
"um, nothing.. just watching a movie.. do you want us to turn it down?"
"how do you watch a movie with rap music playing louder than it?"
<shrug>
Dude walks out into the bathroom, and that's when the door closed... from a dude peeking cautiously around it! He was hiding behind the door! I didn't get a chance to say "hey, wtf? what are you doing, pal?" Maybe next time he comes out- I'm questioning.
The girl is sloppily dressed, the room is a wreck and dimly lit. I think I know exactly what's going on in there, and maybe more than I want to know. Three underage kids in a three-way?! That was 15 minutes ago- the bed is now squeeking again. Ugh- not like I'm going to call the cops, unless they're lighting it up in there (wouldn't be surprised), but I had to vent. AGAIN.
As someone who LIVES here and is trying to study for an exam in 3 hours, do I have the right to knock on the door again, point blank, and find out what's going on?
NO. NO PICS. :disgust:
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