A Neighbor...

I returned to find that the room next door has been occupied, after being empty for the entire first semester. I don't really care about this, except that a locked door adjoins the two rooms, which were originally designed as a suite. Because doors are not as resistant to sound as walls, I hear most of what goes on. This includes loud music...urban rap...all afternoon. Let's just say I'm not a rap fan. Thank goodness I'm not in my room very much.