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I Hate This Town
Oct. 5th, 2011 10:43 pmSo, I am pretty sure that our next-door neighbors are drug-dealers.
I've been kind of suspicious for a while, honestly. It wouldn't be that out of the ordinary for our neighborhood, which is a little on the sketchy side (our town is a little on the sketchy side). And they seem to have a lot of people coming and going all the time, including in the middle of the night - I've been woken up by cars pulling out at 3 in the morning more than once. Tonight was kind of a clincher though. L and A drove me home after gaming group, and while I was walking across the yard, two of the guys from next door came out, whistled them down before they could turn out of our side street, and demanded to know what they were doing there. This is at least the third time someone dropping me off has been interrogated, although I think it was the most aggressive I've seen. And yeah, I don't think anyone's that suspicious about other people being around unless they are up to something unsavory.
Honestly, I don't really give a fuck what they do on their property - as long as nobody's getting shot and nothing's blowing up, it's none of my business what they are selling. But I am pissed off that they're bothering people coming here. I know it's a hassle for people to come all the way out here to pick me up, and having the neighbors be nasty just makes me feel even more guilty about it. Also, I am really really glad that our yard is totally fenced off. And that we've started locking the gate. And that my dad has a spear in the closet.
At least gaming group was fun. We've finally started actually playing the game! For the next couple of weeks our party is going to be on a scumbarge traveling to Mars, and since it's a big place we're all doing different things. S is meeting up with a mysterious stranger, L is investigating odd goings-on among the underworld, A is playing in a low-grav tennis tournament, and C is engineering a drug deal. And me? I'm in the red light district rescuing a prostitute. Of course.
I've been kind of suspicious for a while, honestly. It wouldn't be that out of the ordinary for our neighborhood, which is a little on the sketchy side (our town is a little on the sketchy side). And they seem to have a lot of people coming and going all the time, including in the middle of the night - I've been woken up by cars pulling out at 3 in the morning more than once. Tonight was kind of a clincher though. L and A drove me home after gaming group, and while I was walking across the yard, two of the guys from next door came out, whistled them down before they could turn out of our side street, and demanded to know what they were doing there. This is at least the third time someone dropping me off has been interrogated, although I think it was the most aggressive I've seen. And yeah, I don't think anyone's that suspicious about other people being around unless they are up to something unsavory.
Honestly, I don't really give a fuck what they do on their property - as long as nobody's getting shot and nothing's blowing up, it's none of my business what they are selling. But I am pissed off that they're bothering people coming here. I know it's a hassle for people to come all the way out here to pick me up, and having the neighbors be nasty just makes me feel even more guilty about it. Also, I am really really glad that our yard is totally fenced off. And that we've started locking the gate. And that my dad has a spear in the closet.
At least gaming group was fun. We've finally started actually playing the game! For the next couple of weeks our party is going to be on a scumbarge traveling to Mars, and since it's a big place we're all doing different things. S is meeting up with a mysterious stranger, L is investigating odd goings-on among the underworld, A is playing in a low-grav tennis tournament, and C is engineering a drug deal. And me? I'm in the red light district rescuing a prostitute. Of course.