So there was some drama last night involving the master keys, we have different security guards on site at night like four days a week. So my sister (BF) and I have been hanging out with this guy we met that lives on her floor just drinking, talking, teaching him how to play Rummy and listening to music. He’s even been watching general hospital with her. My FWB doesn’t like him, to be fair, he really doesn’t like anyone. And I really don’t know who to believe when it comes to this situation.

Anyways, last night I went to her apartment and we were talking and listening to music, I was on my phone on a dating app matching with different people. I showed him a couple of pictures of women I matched with and we were just chilling. Stacey made me a soda and E&J combo from her flask that I forgot she had and we also killed a bottle of wine between the three of us. Then he said he was going to run to the store to get some beer and my sister and I a can of twisted tea.

So he’s gone about twenty minutes, he comes back and tells us how the security guard from our building was at the store fighting with some girl whose not allowed in the building and supposedly has warrants out (she didn’t), the police were called and he was like in the middle of it. Anyways the security guard that was on last night dropped her keys in the store and he picked them up not knowing they were hers (according to him) then he came back, we drinking and he’s on the phone then we started our game of rummy and got through only two hands.

At 2am, my FWB calls me wanting to know if this neighbor is around and if I had seen him, because security was looking for him and came up to FWB door. So I’m like “yeah, why? We are playing cards at my sisters” so he gets mad and hangs up on me. So I’m kinda upset but trying to hide it, then about ten minutes later security at my sister’s door yelling at him through the door her keys, the master keys and he said he gave them to another neighbor because he thought they were the other neighbors. I heard some other shit today, but we’ll get into that later.

So he goes out to talk to her and he’s gone for a while, meanwhile my stomach is starting to hurt from mixing the spiked Pepsi with E&J, the wine and the twisted tea so I’m thinking about going home. He finally comes back and he’s pissed because he said that management was there, the cops were there and the security guard was accusing him of stealing her keys. He ends up going back downstaris, even though my sister was telling him to stay.

About twenty minutes after He left, I went home and texted my sister that I was safe. I took my meds, read a little bit then went to bed around three. Around five, someone blowing up my door ; ringing my doorbell and knocking. I answer the door mad as hell, like who the fuck at my door and it’s him. He has the audacity to accuse me of stealing his tablet. I’m stuck cause I thought he was a cool dude but I don’t need to steal anyone’s shit, I have a kindle fire, I have two laptops, I have a smart TV and I have two phones, why I need to steal anyone’s shit. I’m like dude, I ain’t take your shit and I’m sleeping like, either you took it with you outside or it’s still at my sisters.

So he bounce and I go back to sleep and wake up at nine, I go to my sisters for coffee and we just talking and I get up to throw something out in her garbage can and get really dizzy. I try to put my hand on the wall for support and I just end up falling backwards. I came home then FWB call mad at me still over last night, telling me that apparently the neighbor went in my sisters next door neighbor’s apartment, like let himself in with the master keys and she called her son and her nephews to handle him, like I don’t even know what to say, and that him and the neighbor were arguing about it in the lobby.

Then we get a letter that management is changing locks on everyone’s apartments today and that security will be on 24/7 until this issue is resolved. I have no words, I thought dude was cool but like FWB has lived here for three years and I trust him more.

Always some drama happening.