[Locked from R1 and the nameless redhead. Open to rest of Bellum Letale.]
The fun just continues in this building.
I didn't think anything would be able to top the drama of the Stolen Library Books and the Righteously Outraged Librarians, but I was mistaken, neighbors.
So, like all new residents should, I am going to involve myself in things that absolutely do not concern me whatsoever. I recommend that you, good people, do the same.
On the Roof, which seems to deserve capitalization and possibly italics, don't you all agree? On the Roof, there was, my keen powers of observation tell me, a fracas. And I was not snooping, I was only attempting to extend neighborly cheer, when I noticed a redheaded child leave the Roof this morning in a state previously witnessed only in very bad soap operas, ladies and gentlemen.
Being a kind and good Christian woman, I went to check on things, and found one, very ill man abed, who, I feel quite strongly, should not be left alone.
This, loving and gentle neighbors, is the part where we all join hands and sing Kumbaya. A list below, if you would, of those willing to help. I know my tone is acerbic, but even I cannot stand by while little children (and their unconscious fathers) suffer.