I was trying to get some sleep last night, but around 2:30am, I woke up to someone yelling and screaming at the top of his lungs outside my apartment. He was yelling about some girl who wronged him named Sonya. Now, I don't mean he was getting "sort of" loud, I mean he was screaming and yelling and acting so incredibly insane that I got up to make sure my front door was locked. The way he was yelling made me think he was on some sort of drug and was overdosing. He sounded borderline suicidal and I was worried I'd hear a gun or a car screech with a "thud".
After this guy got done yelling, I heard a motorcycle try to grab traction as it squealed and sped off. I'm assuming he grew tired of yelling outside my apartment and went to try it somewhere else. From the sounds of it, he was going dangerously fast. I can just tell that this ended badly...
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