Current apartment complex is generally pretty quiet. I've never heard anything from the neighbors short of a chair being dragged across a floor upstairs.
So tonight, my host brother and I are on our computers in his room; he's doing homework, I'm blogging and browsing Wikipedia. All is quiet save for the gentle clacking of keys when from upstairs comes a sound rather like 300 Spartans diving into battle. Except with mufflers, because it's coming through a few walls.
I look at Kaaan. "Football match tonight?"
Kaaan: "Yep."
Me: "...I'm blogging this."
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3 comments:
ROFL.
And I didn't know you had a host brother..
Objectively speaking, I could point out that he's 16, cute, single, intelligent, and multilingual.
Just sayin'...
Hmm. Does sound enticing.. but you know who I happen to be on msn with right now?
*blushes, giggles, and grins*
(Although those are very good qualities.)
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