One cold evening in December, a girl invited a group of friends over to her apartment for a party. There were 5 boys and 6 girls. They put on some good music, cleared a space in the living room and began dancing.
They were all having a really great time until they heard a loud banging noise. The friends all turned around and were astonished to see the figure of a man standing at the apartment window. It was freezing outside and the window was covered in frost, so they could only make him out.
Through the frosted window, they could hear the man yelling, "keep it down in there! Don't you know what time it is?"
The boys and girls all apologized. The shadowy figure moved on and disappeared.
One of the boys turned up the music again full blast, saying "Whatever! He's not the boss of me!"
All of the friends started laughing. All except one. The girl who owned the apartment was silent. She was deathly pale and tears were streaming down her face.
"What's wrong?," they all asked her. "Why are you crying?"
"Why aren't you laughing?" said one of the boys.
"Why so serious?" asked another friend.
"Are you afraid he'll call the cops?" asked another.
"It-it's not that," replied the girl. "Y-you guys do realize, don't you...T-that man was at the apartment window.. But I live on the 4th floor."
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