"No, Cody, please! Just listen to me for a minute!" A girl's voice pleaded.
"No, Ashley! We're done! I can't believe you cheated on me! I was gone for a fucking week and you cheated." A guy's voice yelled.
The downside of living in my apartment, a fighting couple right next door.
"How can you put up with this?" Leslie asked from the sofa.
"It's only happened once before and it wasn't this bad. They just yelled a little and then it was over. It didn't go on for like two goddamn hours like right now." I frowned.
"Well, it makes sense that he's pissed. She cheated on him." Leslie shrugged.
"Really? You've been paying attention? This is just like freshmen year, you had that obsession with soap operas." I pointed out.
"No, no, it's not the same. This is like, real people and stuff." She scoffed.
I rolled my eyes and sat down on the other end of the sofa.
We listened to muted arguments for another twenty minutes before I couldn't stand it anymore.
"That's it! When it's still going on at 11:30 at night, it's gone too far!" I said and walked into the hall.
Leslie followed and stood in the doorway as I knocked on my neighbor's door.
The door opened and a small blonde girl asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Um, yeah, kind of. You guys are kind of bothering us next door. I don't want to be rude but, it's gettind kind of late." I said.
"I'm sorry. It won't be a problem anymore." She smirked and shoved a guy out into the hallway.
I backed up so he wouldn't bump into me.
The girl slammed the door with another smirk.
"Dammit. Ashley! I need my stuff!" The guy started banging on the door.
The door opened enough for Ashley to drop a black duffel bag into the hall.
"Bitch." The guy muttered.
I was turning to walk back to my apartment when he said, "I'm really sorry about that. It's just, there's a lot of shit going on. It won't happen again."
I turned back to him, really looking at him for the first time, he was gorgeous. Brown hair with blond streaks, blue eyes, with gauges and a lip ring. As Leslie would say, he was "eye candy."
"Um, it's no big deal. I mean, I get it. Relationship problems and whatnot." I said and mentally punched myself, did I really say "whatnot"?
The guy laughed lightly and held his hand out, "I'm Cody."
"Hi, Cody. I'm Casey." I smiled and shook his hand.
"And this is-" I turned to pull Leslie forward to introduce her but she had disappeared, "My doorway."
Cody laughed and so did I. "Well, Casey. Maybe I'll see around sometime. I'm right upstairs, in 5J. If you need anything or wanna hang or whatever, just stop by."
"I will." I grinned.
"You better." Cody chuckled and started walking towards the elevator.
"Good night, Casey!" He called back.
"Good night, Cody!" I shouted.
I smiled and walked into my apartment.
"Are you gonna have sex with him?" Leslie asked when I shut the door.
"Excuse me?" I gasped.
"I saw your face. You had that...that look." She said.
"Look? What look?" I scoffed, even though I knew she was telling the truth.
"You know that look you get when you see a guy you like. It was that look!"
"I don't have a look."
"You have a look." She nodded.
She was right, of course. She knew that ever since my boyfriend of five years, Tim, had dumped me, that I got this strange look on my face when I saw a potential boyfriend. It was one of my weird traits that I had.
"Stop thinking about Tim. You're sad." Leslie scolded.
"Sorry." I tried to smile but it ended up being a grimace.
"Wine?" She asked and held the bottle out to me.
I took the wine, "Yes, please."