This will be my last month with Jordan.

He is slowly packing up to move out.

I guess I better make it count!

I had hoped the reason GF was gone was because Jordan had kicked her to the curb.

Apparently not!

I had arrived home from shopping and bumped into my neighbor from on the other side of my building.

“Did you hear about your neighbor upstairs?”

“Who?” I stared at her blankly.

“Your neighbor.” she replied.



“No what?” my curiosity was piqued now.

“moving out.”

“GF?” I asked hopefully.

“Uh no, Jordan. They are moving out because his daughter is moving in with them. He needs a two bedroom place.”


I was stunned. Moving out? Why? there were two available two bedroom units here!

“I hope the rooms are sound proof.”I announced instead.

It had me wondering. Did Jordan tell GF she had to go?  Could that explain why she had been so grumpy lately.

Especially since she had been trying to get her own kids back, now she has this 13 year old wandering around.

Suddenly the image of the girl waking up in early in the morning  to GF’s howling.

Poor kid would be traumatized for life!

“I thought it was a dog howling and ran into my dad’s room! I was so excited! I thought my dad got me A puppy. Only it was my dad and his hooker girlfriend fucking!!!”


    1. Lol hopefully no one! I don’t want anyone moving in above me! Jordan was the only neighbor who didn’t annoy me. Neighbors before him had moved out, because they annoyed me


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