Back when I was 19 (maybe still technically 18), I learned that a few guys from high school had an apartment together and were looking for another roommate to cut costs. It seemed great since it was a 4 bedroom apartment, there would be 5 other guys. It was practically a community college version of a frat house. Some of the roommates played in their shitty garage band in the kitchen. We would have people over all the time, usually gullible girls who thought the band was talented. It was during one of these drunken parties that we received a guest.
We hear some furious knocking and a women’s voice yelling. The overcrowded apartment paused as practically everyone stopped what they were doing. I look around as the woman knocked on the door some more and I could make out some of the words. Mostly complaining about the noise, but she was now the only one making noise at this point.