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It was 2 AM, I was watching Nathan Fielder on YouTube and then I heard these.. noises, it sounded like someone (or something) was crawling on the walls inside my bathroom, or bøttekott. When I reluctantly went to investigate it became clear to me that the sound was coming from outside the door of my apartment, someone was trying to pick my lock, rattling the handle and stuff.

After minutes of just kinda walking in circles, I got a pair of pants from my pile of unwashed clothes and put them on. I gently knocked on the inside of my door «Hallo?», I heard a frustrated «Ja..», it was a feminine ja. I asked her what she was doing and opened the door, she quickly closed it and shouted «Nei!». I felt guilty, was I not supposed to do that? Maybe she was doing something important like shitting or something idk. I wanted to be respectful of her business so I waited a bit then asked if she was done before I opened the door again. I saw the number above the elevator decrement, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Then I took my pants back off and started writing this shit.

Anyways, that was really scare guys :( :( :( I peed