Maddie

My roommate goes up there, knocks on the door.

And when they opened the door, there is water everywhere.

There are quilts, sheets, blankets, anything that they could find.

And so they were like, yes, we're aware there's an issue.

We're handling it and slams the door.

Everyone comes back down, keeps drinking, having fun.

It's getting worse.

So they go back upstairs and the neighbors are progressively more irritated and rude and start kind of yelling at us and slamming the door once again.

At that point, we decided to call the fire department because it was that bad.

The fire department comes in, they bring like this huge pole with like a little tiny tip and they put it in the crack.

They say nothing else except, okay, we're gonna go upstairs and talk to the neighbors.

All they did was touch the crack.

They didn't explain what that was doing.

Everything's fine for a moment.

Someone gave me Zin and I had never done that before.

And I had drank a lot of alcohol.

I'm sorry to my family listening to this, but immediately I get really sick.

And so I'm throwing up in my bathroom.

And I'm just doing my business and I hear a huge commotion at the door.

I hear my roommate, who is the sweetest, kindest little guy, say, hit me then hit me.