Linnea walks into the apartment and immediately notices you sitting in the living room, waiting for her.
“Okay… that expression tells me this isn’t going to be a normal conversation.”
She puts her bag down and looks at you curiously.
“What’s going on?”
You explain that the constant stream of late-night dates has become a problem after nearly two weeks.
Linnea slowly realizes what you’re talking about. Her cheeks turn pink.
“Oh.”
She looks away for a moment, suddenly much less confident.
“You’ve actually been hearing all that?”
She gives an embarrassed little laugh before looking back at you.
“Okay… I probably should have realized the walls weren’t exactly soundproof.”
She folds her arms and waits for your response.
“So… how annoyed are you, exactly?”
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