Late Night Bwog is back for finals and listens in on one bwogger’s apartment building.
A siren increases in volume then decreases and fades into the night.
The hum of my roommate’s fan buzzes on, like a gnat.
The louder hum of my roommate’s larger fan also buzzes on, slower and more calming than the smaller fan.
Small fans are too chaotic.
Footsteps, I hear footsteps, coming from the ceiling. Thud-thud-thud to the left, take it back now y’all.
I flutter my eyes.
A male voice from the other side of the building booms “WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?”
I wonder who dude is, then spend the next five seconds berating myself on why I care.
Two floors down, three apartments over (you simple bitch), a couple is yelling at each other for the third time this week. I think they’re getting a divorce.
Another siren, this time fading from the start.
Silence. I’m asleep.