Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
You'd think that the most wanted man on the planet would want to keep his head down.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Would be quiet. Secretive. Mute.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
You'd hope he would at least be able to screw the preacher into the floor without waking the entire motel.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Every night. Every. Single Night.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
I've half a mind to bang on the wall and tell those two to shut the f...
"S-senpai...? I...senpai!"
But then again, I have more manners than to speak with my mouth full.