i think the people upstairs have broken up (thank god, they shag too fucking loudly). a girl in tracksuit with something classy written across her ass ran throught he 'courtyard' wailing with half her mascara dribbling into he mouth. a man in a tracksuit then ran down the stairs yelling and her to come back. needless to say i was considering taking a page out of noor's mother's book and fetching a loaf of bread.
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