The Neighborhood

They’d just moved in.

They had no fridge. They loved drinking. Drinking sans ice meant disgrace to ‘on the rocks’ concept.
A sorry tale of a bruised knee was narrated. The neighbors were sympathetic. Ice was procured.

In the wee hours, he peed at their door.
Later she puked too.

They, now, have a new pin-code.

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    1. Of course! Puking / Peeing are human rights! I grant you that πŸ˜›
      I chose puke over pee coz it said ‘he’!

      Nice friends, you’ve got by the way πŸ˜€

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