Don't call random ladies at 12:30 at night.
Don't stand outside for half an hour, knocking on a door.
Please, please, please don't resort to throwing little sticks at lounge window.
Oh man, the worst bit is that after Jeremiah happened by and let me in, the lounge was empty. Oh, sad, sad days.
Ah well. Empty lounge was good for reading The
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