Me: ...no? Then who will I complain to?

Lil Lord: Fuck

Lil Lord: What's the problem

Me: My neighbor in apartment 206. Do you think you could tell him to keep it down? The walls are very thin.

Lil Lord: 206 huh

Lil Lord: Look. I don't have the time or patience to deal with this insignificant problem. But because I'm feeling generous, I'll give you the guys number and let you deal with this yourself like the big boy you are

Me: I- what?

Lil Lord: Did I fucking stutter

Me: Nope. I'll handle it. Thanks.

"It's not like you'll be having any physical contact anyways." Joel said.

"I think it's a great idea." Nathan said while smiling.

"Just be polite." Joel looked him in the eye.

"Damn okay." Nathan said, making a scared expression with his face and grabbing his phone. Of course he'll be polite. He'll be the mature one, the adult, the bigger one, the-

Me: Dear hoe in apartment 206, if I wake up one more time to the sounds of skin slapping and moans coming out of that mouth of yours, I will make sure no guy comes near you or that dick ever again. Got it? Best regards, 205.

Nathan sighed. "There. Do you think I was too polite?"

"Holy shit." Joel held in his laugh.