Rowan Pov

It was 2 O'clock in the morning a few days later, I was sitting on the windowsill, just sitting there and chilling with a cup of tea, as anybody who couldn't sleep would do at that time of the morning.

Bianca then walked into the sitting room, which I was surprised by because she liked her sleep normally, she then asked me some questions, as you do when it's 2 O'clock in the morning.

"The fuck you doing?"

"I'm watching the night go by"

"Why?"

"Because I have insomnia, which I inherited from Dad"

"Since when?"

"October"

"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

"I wasn't hiding it on purpose, it just never came up in conversation"

"Rowan, that doesn't answer my question"

"Well, I was diagnosed with depression a couple of weeks ago"

"I guess I can give you that one since you were probably trying to get your head around it"

"Oh thanks, anyway, why you up?"

"I needed to piss"

"Fair enough"

Bianca then snorted as though something was funny, I don't know what I had said that was so funny to her but I also wasn't going to question her about it as she had a shitty week.

Bee then sat across from me on the windowsill, (it's quite a big windowsill ok), and we just continued to chat and shit.

"So I have a couple of questions for you Ro"

"Sure, ask away"

"What is with the grumpy old man across the way from here?"

"Do you mean Roger?"

"You're on first name basis with him?"

"Well yeah, he's one of the more chill neighbours we have"

"But he seems so grumpy all the time"

"(Snorts), he's just weary of new people Bee, I used to read books to him as part of the reading thing in primary school"

"That actually sounds so cute"

I then went and made us both a cup of tea, as I'm nice like that, when I had both of the teas made, I brought them back to the windowsill and we continued the conversation.

"Yeah Bee, the worst of our neighbours are next door"

"Which flat?"

"The one nearest to the lift as the other flat is empty"

"How long has it been empty?"

"As long as Dad and I have been living here"

"Ok that kind of makes sense, so why are the neighbours that are directly next to us the worst of all the neighbours?"

"Well they have really loud, like really loud straight people sex, I mean it's so loud that the floor above us and the floor below us can hear them"

"Ew that sounds so gross"

I just started laughing, as that was just such a Bianca thing to state lol, though she was right about that, as I have memories of hearing them do it from like age of 7, which wasn't pleasant as I thought that one of them dying lol.

"What's so funny Ro?"

"Your reaction, (snorts), it's true but it's just so hilarious how you said it"

"I'm so glad that I could entertain you so much"

"I'm sorry"

"Anyway, how long have the loud fuckers been living there?"

"Since I was 7"

"That sounds bloody rough"

"You could say that alright, but other than the loud sex, living here isn't that bad"

"I'm so glad for that"

Bee went back to bed after that, so I was back to being on my own on the windowsill, though I wasn't on my own for too long as Dad came in.

"Hey Baby"

"Hey Dad"

"You feeling ok?"

"Yeah, I feel great actually"

"That's good, what were you and Bianca talking about?"

"Just about the neighbours and what she should know about them"

"With Roger being the best obviously"

"I mean obviously Dad, that's pretty bloody obvious"

"(Snorts)"

So I then made Dad and I a cup of tea, as tea is a great thing to bring communication between people.

"Dad, do you remember how long Roger has lived in that flat?"

"He has said that he's lived there since the 70's"

"That's a long arse time to live somewhere though"

"(Snorts), Sweetheart it won't seem that way when you get to Rogers age"

"If I get to Rogers age"

"Why wouldn't you get to Rogers age?"

"Oh I don't know, the fact that I want to unalive myself-"

"Unalive yourself?"

"I wasn't going to say suicide in case Mikey hears, I don't exactly want to explain that to him"

"Ok"

"Anyway as I was saying before you asked about unaliving myself, I could get into a car accident, I could be hit by a bus, I could also get blown up by some suicide bombers for whatever reason, you take your pick of reasons for me not reaching Rogers age"