Please stop.

The walls of Will’s apartment are TOO THIN. This really sucks because he can sometimes hear the neighbours fucking. What the hell is with that. Could someone seriously find the frigging volume control, if nothing can be done about the walls? Can a formal complaint be made for the sake of his sanity, or would that just end in a messy puddle on the floor. Something Must Be Done. I can just imagine it now, the neighbours getting it on, the noise bothering Will, driving him crazy, sending him over the edge, and when he bites the bullet, I’ll have to be there managing affairs, testifying. “Judge, it was the neighbours, *points* I know for a fact that Will was driven crazy by them. *glares*.

I don’t want that to happen, dead bodies irk me. So whoever it is that lives next to Will in his apartment block in New Bethelehem, Pennsylvania, take your fucking elsewhere.