We both stared incredulously at the ceiling.īesides their vocalizations, there was also the squeaking of their bed and the banging of the headboard against the wall. I left my bedroom only to be met by him coming out of his room. I first thought it was coming from his room, but his girlfriend was not over that night. The first night at 2:00 am, my roommate and I were awakened by the sounds of intense love-making from the bedroom above my roommate’s. Soon after we moved in, a couple moved into the apartment above. Note: it didn’t work, because we were occasionally cited for being noisy when we were simply walking around our apartment on our rugs.
The management had a rule that a certain percentage of the floor space had to have rugs covering it so that footfalls wouldn’t be heard by downstairs neighbors. The flooring was wooden parquet tiles - and very cheap ones at that.
It was a three-story building with four apartments per floor, all connected by a central stairway in the US, this is called a garden-style apartment. The first apartment I lived in away from my parents was a two-bedroom one that I rented with one of my coworkers/friends.
