It’s amazing how many interesting, or even disturbing, things you just hear as opposed to see, and how these fleeting bits of sound get put together into a coherent story.
Earlier today, I heard a domestic disturbance going on in the apartment downstairs. A man was yelling at a woman rather loudly, something along the lines of “you can’t just take her and leave!” The yelling lasted for maybe 10 minutes before it stopped. I wonder if she left, I thought to myself.
Then, earlier this evening, I heard a lot of loud knocking downstairs. Maybe the guy left and now he’s trying to get in?. Once, twice, and then one last time. Then the knocking stopped. Well, either she was stupid and let him in, or he gave up and left (at this point, my various survival/scaredy-cat instincts kick in, and I deadbolt the door).
Finally, five minutes ago, I heard even louder banging. Well, I guess he left last time and now he’s maybe drunk and trying to get in. Once, then again. Then: “Open the door!” *beat* “Open the door! This is the police!” Huh, I guess she was dumb enough to let him back in. I wonder who called the cops. “Get down on the ground! Now!” I guess the police got inside. I hope this ends well
I haven’t heard anything since then. I wonder how things turned out.