|a Bouvier till her wedding day|
The following story is the reason why I can't take living/working here at My Scary Apartment Complex.
Leo walks in from grocery shopping and says, "I just saw two guys with machine guns standing over there in the parking lot! Should we call the police?"
Uuuuughhhhh. I have no clue what they were getting ready to do, but from Leo's description, they were getting ready to break into someone's apartment or to get revenge (which seems pretty likely with all the drug deals that go on out here...). I immediately called 911 and start reporting it, and what are Leo and Scarlett's reactions? Leo went back over to see if they're still there (they initially saw him see them with their guns), and Scarlett decided to go sit on the patio and smoke a cigarette. OH MY GOD! I wasn't panicking about having guys with guns on the property; I did start panicking though when my family decided to go back outside where the guys with guns were! Ugh. This is a pretty small property, and about 99% of the tenants know who I am, who my family is, what my car looks like and what apartment we're in..... Not only that, the tenant's family and friends tend to find out where I live, too, so it goes without saying that the people who are here to cause problems can also figure out where we live.
Now I'm all stressed out that whoever they are, they're going to come back to finish what they started... and they're going to find out that Leo and I had something to do with it.