My ears, my ears shall never recover!

[impy]

Dear Our Lady of Sorrow's new girl...whatever,
Short of banging on the wall and shrieking for you two to notice that you are not alone, I did all sorts of things to announce that I was in the damn room next to you, so your loud moaning, which beats the last blond, is really frickin' rude. Also, your theatrics are making me want to key your car. Just a thought. Luckily the gods, or possibly Widget, left me my headphones, just in time because even though I have the volume cranked up to a gazillion I can still hear you screaming, "YES!"

SHUT UP!

I can't go anywhere else to avoid the theatrics, short of going outside, because my room is on the other side of his and thus still shares a damn wall, the sound travels downstairs so the living room/kitchen would get the bed springs on top of her groaning, and just like that, I'm out of options. I'm not hiding out on the porch or in the laundry room, damn it. Shut the fuck up or take him back to your place.

If I turn the volume up any louder, I will go deaf for the rest of the day. You think I'm kidding? I'm not. The volume hurts and I'm not that old yet and I can still fucking hear her when the songs dip just a smidge. What. The. Hell?

Nyergh.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go blow out my eardrums again.

Comments

[zallia.livejournal.com]

Eeeew! This is your brother doing this??

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

Yup, his new girl...friend type is awfully vocal and there are just things you do not need to hear, y'know?

[zallia.livejournal.com]

Yeah, common decency would indicate that you just don't do that stuff in homes you share with family...

[ithinkitisayit.livejournal.com]

OMG! I thought I was the only person who thought like this!

The only time I get "loud" during self pleasure is when it's only me in the house. And even then, my "loud" isn't as loud as when I talk.

[ithinkitisayit.livejournal.com]

Huh. I would've figured your brother for too much of a deadbeat to properly please a woman. I'm betting she's faking. A very over-dramatic faking.

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

*cackles* I used to say the same thing with his last vocal blond because she was always with the sound effects and I wanted to jam a pencil through my ears or something. Sadly, despite the fact that she was cuckoo for cocopuffs, I think fondly of her because at least you couldn't hear her everywhere in the house. OI.

Icon love.