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> live in a second floor apartment near the ghetto (nice complex though for what it is actually), I have three neighbors (two across, one to the right of me)
> my soib*i neighbor to my right’s been moving out all week, his U-Haul was in the parking lot today
> more garbage at the dump outside too, including a fish tank, which I took to make a terrarium
> he left some stuff out between our doors, right next to my trash bag
> in every complex I’ve been in, when someone leaves boxes out like that, they’ve left them for people to take when they don’t want it
> start taking stuff in, sort out the super Mario shit and take the aquarium stuff I see and a few boxes
> when I see proscription cough syrup and an opened dog treat box,I get confused, because that fish tank stuff should go to the one that’s thrown away
> knock on his door to ask, no one’s home
> as I’m sitting there wondering, my neighbor across the way to my right opens her door, who has been a bit of an enigma to me
> she has a live laugh love doormat, a bunch of dreamcatchers hanging on her porch, and drives a bruised black Hyundai Elantra from the mid-2000s, so I figure she works in a wagie job and/or she goes to the local college and lives here to save money
> I’ve lived here for three months, and I’ve only seen her two times out of the corner of my eye, not bad looking, thought she might be Native American because she’s darker skinned
> I’ve never seen anyone come to her place, figure she lives alone and sees any boyfriend away from here
> I ask her if she knows anything about the s*i moving, she says no, she has a latina accent
> I ask her if the situation is what it seems to me, she disagrees and suggests I leave the stuff, because cameras are around, the discussion drags on a bit
> I can tell shit’s awkward, so I agree and thank her
> before she closes the door, I ask for her name
> she says “that’s none of your concern”, and closes the door
Was /pol/ right about roasties?
