New neighbours.
Second night.
Watching television - probably cable.
Their tv watching comments filtered through the no-soundproofed divide and mainly comprised of: oh my fucking god, fucking this, or fucking that, or fuck me, or some other fruity expletive, all quite happy and jovial.
The number of f'ings has already far surpassed the previous residents, who were around for over 24 months! Great scott, this is only their second night!
The impression is more a pair of commoner street screwers from deepest victorian huddersfield, than city accountants. Who knew they could be so fruity!
the horror!
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