Wash leaned in closer to the door and could hear the thrum of music from the room within. He wasn't as versed with twentieth-first century music like Tucker and didn't recognize the song. And in truth, it just sounded like a whole mess of racket to him.
A lot of racket at close to midnight which he was sure his neighbors really appreciated.
This time, Washington's thumps on the door weren't quiet or hesitant but instead were more akin to a loud pounding.
"Tucker! Turn down that racket, people are trying to sleep!"
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Date: 2016-06-11 06:06 am (UTC)A lot of racket at close to midnight which he was sure his neighbors really appreciated.
This time, Washington's thumps on the door weren't quiet or hesitant but instead were more akin to a loud pounding.
"Tucker! Turn down that racket, people are trying to sleep!"