I live in an apartment and, yes, my neighbors can hear things in my apartment, and vice versa.
Big fukk!ng deal. It comes with living next to someone, especially in an apartment style setting.
I've had to deal with it before my damn self with hearing my Mexican neighbors having sex every night
Well last night I was smashing out my little 'mexican' chica, giving her a proper, royal thrashing because we were gone off some wine plus we missed the hell outta each other (she was out of town for a month)
We finished like around 3a and just sat up half-naked and chilling, smoking one last L before we ko'd, eating, doing our usual.
All of a sudden I hear a fukking knock at the door
I looked through the peep hole and saw who it was and brehs, when I tell you I could feel the blood literally rushing to my ears and to the top of my head from being so heated
It was the young sista who lives next to me. This chick has complained before about me being loud at night with women, but not to management or anything.
It was more like this: I came out to my car one day, she was outside with a friend of hers getting into her car. She saw me and immediately raised the volume of their conversation so that I could hear her say, "...and if I could got some damn sleep at night without ratchet ass neighbors banging on the wall like ppl aint gotta get up in the morning..".
Then it escalated to her coming over one Sunday as I'm watching football, and asking me to turn my TV down some. I literally looked at her like
I said, "sorry if it's disturbing you but I don't think I can turn it down much further and still enjoy the game.", or something to that effect.
She tried to get all snooty (and kept trying to see past me into my place for whatever reason) and 'politely' asked me if I "had any hearing problems "or something"."
I looked at her and said "huh? what? I can't hear you"..all while holding one ear with one hand as if to try to hear her better, and casually closing the door in her face with the other.
Needless to say, since then she's hated me. We don't fk with each other on any level, at all. No hi, no bye, no nothing.
So fast forward back to last night. I see it's just her and I opens the door and I'm like, "What?
"
But before she could start talking I was like,"..you mad because we stopped?
.... because you must've enjoyed listening all damn night enjoying the show since you waited til 15mins after we'd long
stopped, to tell me that we were "disturbing" you."
She scrunched her eye brows angry-like in preparation of dropping f-bombs and such and I cut her off again by continuing,"I got enough in me if that's what you want. I'll take her for another round, if you'd like.
"
She just let out this tired half-chuckle type sound and walked away looking up to the sky, with one hand in the air , shaking her head saying "lord I can't deal please dont let me catch a charge lawd."
My problem is two fold. Not only do I want to stop her from thinking she has any right to regulate how loud my sex gets, but, I also now feel like every time I have sex she's listening, and that sh!t is fukking awkward and uncomfortable.
She's young, should have a life of her own. But all she ever does is sit over there with her girlfriends and talk reality TV until they leave..then sits by the wall and listens to me have sex
Like TF can you listen to the same 2 Drake/Future albums max volume 24/7 in an apartment with thin-ass walls and not expect somebody to say something
Got enough of that shyt in college.
