The girl in 3B is at it again, but this time she's brought the dramatics to the hallway.
I was just trying to grab my late-night delivery when I saw her standing there in that silk slip, yelling at some guy to 'stop pacing like a caged animal' because it was 'ruining her aesthetic.' She looked completely exhausted, like she hadn't slept in a week, but the second the neighbor across the hall poked his head out, she went completely silent and just started smirking. It’s like she’s performing a scene from a movie nobody else has the script to. What is actually going on in that building?
If you want to see what she's actually like when she's not 'performing,' check out . She's a disaster.
Reply to LocalTruth： A disaster or just bored?
Oh, that’s just Roxie. The girl is a walking headache. She’s been doing this 'noise' thing for months now. I swear she pays people to sit on her couch just to make a racket.
Reply to BrooklynBystander： Wait, she hires them? That’s next-level petty.
Doesn't matter. She's clearly looking for a reaction and nobody's giving her a good one.
Does she actually like the guy she's obsessed with, or is she just torturing herself?
The walls in that building are paper thin. I’ve heard her crying and then laughing five minutes later. The switch is too fast.
Maybe she just likes the attention. Some people are just wired for chaos.
Is she the one who’s always at that dive on Bushwick Ave? Always smells like rose perfume and bad decisions?
I live in the unit next to her. It’s not just the noise, it’s the way she watches the door across the hall. It’s like she’s waiting for a cue that never comes.