The Morning Deuce15:48 Sep 18 2017
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Saturday was interesting.
We had to go to a wedding, and she was asked to sing for the ceremony. Afterward, and at the reception, there were non-stop moments of people seeking her out to tell her how amazing her singing is. The wedding photographer took her card, say, "Normally ceremony singers are cringe-worthy, but you were remarkable, and angelic."
It was fun to see her actually take some time to revel in an accomplishment, and the compliments.
We went back to her apartment afterward, and after giving the dog a little out of crate time, I walked the dog before we headed to bed. While I was outside, I could hear an argument in the apartment building adjacent to her's. Intoxicated voiced; a woman screaming through tears, and a male voice yelling back unintelligibly.
I returned to her bedroom, and secured the dog in the crate. I undressed, and got ready to get into bed. Just as I took off my shirt, we both heard a crash outside. It sounded as if a pile of plastic ware had fallen out of one of her kitchen cabinets, but it definitely didn't come from inside the apartment. I put my shirt back on, destined to go investigate what it was when the doorbell of her apartment rang furiously.
"I have a doorbell?!" she looked at me, and asked.
"I guess you do."
"In four years of living here, no one has ever rang it."
I put my shorts back on, and headed for the entry door. I was met in the hallway by the man in the apartment across the hall. We both ran downstairs to the entry door to find a woman pounding on it, screaming for help.
Apparently the domestic turned violent. She smashed his iPhone. He took her's. She tried to take it back, and he pushed her away. She grabbed his XBox, ripped it from the entertainment center, and ran out. Before he could catch her, she threw it to the pavement in the parking area. He grabbed her by the neck. She scratched at him, and tore his shirt. She broke away, he grabbed her arm. She screamed at him to leave, and he threw her to the ground. He left, walking home.
We brought her inside the entry to the apartment building. She was only wearing a t-shirt as a night shirt, so my girlfriend brought her a pair of sweat pants. She was near hyperventilation, and was crying uncontrollably. I called the police, and explained the situation. They found the boyfriend walking, and picked him up. They came back to get her, and took them both to the station.
I had to be up at 6AM to work as an extra for a film... I ran through yesterday on very little sleep.
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