To My Upstairs Neighbors,

I am currently sitting in my room trying to do work while listening to you make a ton of noise upstairs. This is not the first time that this has happened.

Often I think, it is 1pm on a Tuesday... WHY ARE YOU BLASTING MUSIC??? Thursday, Friday, or Saturday night and day I get it. You're partying with your friends for the weekend; while you are still being way too loud, I won't get mad. However, on weekdays when you act like your room is a fraternity and I am innocently trying to take nap, well, I care.

Secondly, ARE YOU THROWING FURNITURE? Seriously, it sounds like you just knocked over your table. Why? How? Do boys throw furniture at each other for fun, or should I be concerned and come up to check on you? Is everyone alive? These loud noises lead to so, so many questions.

You have sex like rabbits. And I, unfortunately, hear your bed going back and forth. I am not really mad at you for this, it's just annoying. Maybe go to her room sometimes and switch it up... for my sake anyways.

Okay, but you're not so bad. I can hear you open and close doors and talk, and truthfully, those are not things I can mad about. Furthermore, if I were you, I would not assume the ceiling/floors were thick enough for me to hear those things. In fact, the thinness is kind of scary. Is it safe? When I have gone upstairs to say something, you do apologize and say you will keep it down. I still hear you, but hey, I appreciate the effort-- that's just part of the college experience.

Keep doing you, and I will probably keep coming to tell you to keep it down.

Sincerely,

The Person Who Lives Below You