Living With Us.

Hello darlings~ I thought I would give you all a little update while Will is working and I have no man to distract me. It also means I can blast music to my heart's content at 2am and I have no one to tell me to turn it down, or at least I wont until our neighbours start knocking on the door, and even then I might just accidentally end up turning the music up instead of down. They have tried complaining before but if you knock on our door to complain you will either be greeted by myself or my stone cold man, and neither of us are very agreeable when it comes to being told what to do.

We've had several complaints so far, usually for arguing, playing music and other~ loud noises~. I cant help it if I'm a screamer and my man is an awful lot to handle. Well, I'm not the only loud person but posting about such things regarding my darling usually get me a strict telling off, but between you and me, he's not always the one who plays Tomcat between the two of us.

But yes, we dont recieve complaints very well. We're dead fine with being on the recieving end from each other but other people, not so much. One complaint about noise prompted me buy a megaphone to show them what real noise was, while on another occasion I took to jumping on the bed to bother the neighbours. I'm not the only one, if you're "lucky" enough to have Will open the door for you to complain to you will promptly be told to mind your own business and have the housing listings handed to you from the newspaper after being told that if you have a problem you should either buy earplugs or move. I'm pretty sure he took to newspaper stealing at one point as well. My darling can be dead childish when he's sulking at someone and at the time he always seemed to have a spare paper at work to read. It's not like anyone can kick us out, we own the place, or at least William does, I'm just his live in lover~.