Alone

I woke up this morning to the neighbors having extremely loud sex.
Afterward, the sound of water running through pipes indicated that they were showering.
A while later I hear the creaking of footsteps above my head and laughter.
Then the door shuts from above and they exit. Together. He says something sweet and she giggles as they walk past my door.
And behind that door, I lie.
Waking up alone.
Surrounded by beer bottles.
Fully clothed and sprawled out in the center of the bed.
I hate them.