Oh dorm life
So I was sitting in bed, reading a book and all of a sudden the door starts rattling. That doesn't seem like too unnatural an occurance, so I go to the door and deadbolt it and stops. For a little while. In a few minutes the door starts rattling rhythmically again, and I'm like "wtf mate?" so I go to the door to investigate.
I open the door and there's nobody outside shaking the door. I poke my head out a little further...and hear rhythmic matress squeaking. Being the inquisitive little perv I am, I walk out a little ways to determine if it's the people upstairs or in my cluster-and at the exact moment that I realize it's coming from the room on the other side of the cluster, I hear PASSIONATE MAN MOANS, coinciding with faster matress squeaks. In my mind I go "Ah, so my clustermate's boyfriend is climaxing." Boy do I love these thoughts. I wince, cover my ears, go back into my room and close the door - which, thankfully, stopped rattling as they had obviously finished.
Sex that rattles doors 20 feet away. That's amazing. That's dorm life.
I open the door and there's nobody outside shaking the door. I poke my head out a little further...and hear rhythmic matress squeaking. Being the inquisitive little perv I am, I walk out a little ways to determine if it's the people upstairs or in my cluster-and at the exact moment that I realize it's coming from the room on the other side of the cluster, I hear PASSIONATE MAN MOANS, coinciding with faster matress squeaks. In my mind I go "Ah, so my clustermate's boyfriend is climaxing." Boy do I love these thoughts. I wince, cover my ears, go back into my room and close the door - which, thankfully, stopped rattling as they had obviously finished.
Sex that rattles doors 20 feet away. That's amazing. That's dorm life.