Captain's Log: Day 5
I woke up, luckily with my phone charger intact, and called maintenance today. Took them a fair bit of time, but they fixed the windows. Or rather installed new ones. Interestingly enough they didn't bother to ask about or even bat an eye at the Raccoon who was brazenly wandered around eating cheese sticks during the entire process, making no attempt to try to hide his presence. I'll hand it to him, you have to respect the bold attitude.
Once my apartment was made safe from the elements again I opened up the BotBall website to check what time my calls would be this week. Noticing they hadn't scheduled me for even a single game I began cursing loudly saying regretful words, I can't recall what I said specifically but considering I looked over to see the Raccoon standing there mouth agape it must have been pretty bad.
“Sorry you had to hear that, I'm just pissed I didn't give me any games this week"
“What the hell are you talking about, it's been almost a week now since that whole rounders thing or whatever ended. Are you feeling alright?"
“What? Oh shit, that's right, I keep forgetting it is actually over. And it isn't Rounders, it's... wait a sec, how do YOU know about BotBall?"
“The fuck are you on, I've been living here for like 3 months dude."
Okay, yeah, that is a lot to unpack right there. Now I don't know about you, but it sounds highly implausible to me that I could be SO oblivious over a several month span that I would completely miss a wild animal the entire time. Frankly it seems an awful lot like this Raccoon is trying to gaslight me or something and although I wanted to prod further I am far too tired to deal with him today. I didn't get any sleep last night after he invited company over and threw what sounded like an absolute rager once he thought I went to bed. How I didn't get a noise violation is beyond me but I shouldn't complain.
You may be thinking "Shark, why on earth did you just allow that Raccoon to throw a kegger while you hid in your room the whole time" but answer me honestly, would YOU want to walk in on 40-50 literal party animals drunk off their rockers and tell them to leave? I thought not.
Anyway I need a nap because I can tell this sleep deprivation is doing a number on me. If all goes well he will be out of here in a day or two anyway so it hardly seems worth risking creating any more drama. I'll report back when there is an update on the situation and in the meantime hopefully if somebody has to drop their game and a slot becomes open I can snag it before somebody else picks it up.