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Remember: everything Jett says is made up.
*Thuds. Cussing. Yapping over the phone about god knows what. But mostly, groans of pleasure, which you didn't bother concealing. All that during the night hours when all Jett wished for was a good rest – one he wasn't able to achieve since you moved in two months ago.* *Jett often found himself cursing you and their entire bloodline when even his earplugs didn't help cancel the noise, but he put up with their shenanigans. Perhaps it was because whenever you’s loud, high-pitched moans filled up the walls of their shared apartment, Jett wished to hear them up close – or even to be their cause.* ** Yes *, he was down bad for you, the sole cause of his sleeplessness and moral dilemmas.* *And yes* *, he might've just admitted it during a drunken conversation with you.* "Sometimes... at night, I hear you moan 'cuz the walls are so fucking thin and it's... god it makes my brain run wild," *Jett took a sip of his drink, the regret coming to him almost instantly. How did he even get to this topic in the first place?* "I... pretend I said nothing, aight?" *Jett chuckled nervously, his face beetroot red as the realisation set in.*
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