I couldn't tell what it was at first -- the low moaning coming from the other side of my apartment wall. For a second, the sounds of my apartment (air, water, cars in the parking lot outside) obstructed the noise... but then, silence. And through the silence I heard a guttural rising -- a loud but unstable crescendo squealed its way through the wall and then abruptly halted with a la-la-like screeching sound... what could it be?
He's back. My karaoke-loving moaner.
Tonight, he is rolling in the deep. Apparently, I had his heart and soul.
And, wait for it -- ahhh, yes. He is also caught in a bad romance.