Noe's Noise

 

An e-mail from my roommate, Amara. 

Hey you secret keeper you,

 

     OMG!  Let me share with you my mental process early this morning. I hear the door bell ring at like 4am, 4:07 to be exact. I’m wondering, who in the heck is ringing our door bell at this time. Then I hear you answer it. I hear the door open and that is it. So in my mind, thanks to inheriting my mom’s paranoia and certain movies/shows, my brain was devising a plan of attack. Then I hear the door close and a man’s voice then something dragging, which, in my mind, could’ve been your body (I know I’m a nut. And I thought, why rush out there without a plan if you, according to my previous thought, are already out). So I remain listing. Then someone used the rest room.  I was like “a criminal wouldn’t use the rest room”.  But what if he decided he needed to pee. It’s not like criminals don’t have to urinate sometimes (once again, I know I’m a nut).  Then there’s a knock at my door. I didn’t answer it at first, nor did I the second time. But on the third time I decided to answer it.  But I didn’t open it because I’m going to see who the heck it is first. And then I heard a man’s voice answering “it’s me”, and this time I recognized it. What a surprise! Well, I was as surprised as one could be at 4 in the morning. Anyways, thanks for letting him in.  He was on standby, but that didn’t go as well as he had planned.  I’m glad he went through this now instead of on Thursday like he was suppose to show up, because he wouldn’t of showed up until God knows when.