Speakeasy #99: Next-door Neighbors

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The smell was noticeable; it crept unabated from between the cracks in the wall separating Ken’s apartment from the one next door. He did his best to ignore it but tonight it was unbearable: a combination of dish liquid, fried fish, and–he couldn’t quite distinguish, but every fiber of his body said–human flesh. He turned up Alex Trebeck as if the joy of people providing the right question would make it go away. As Robert Wagner smiled about his reverse home mortgage during the commercial break, Ken knew what he had to do. He made his way quietly to the kitchen and put a large bag of Orville in the microwave; he stood staring at the shared wall, arms crossed, triumphant as the popcorn began to burn. He liked his well-done and carefully popped a few crispy kernels in his mouth as Alex geared up for the final round. Upon settling into the recliner he heard a gagging sound from the other side of the wall: What is that smell? The husband asked. Just the neighbor burning something again, responded the wife.

For the Speakeasy.

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    1. Hahaha Bee! Let us hope not! I had some weird downstairs neighbors when I lived in my first apartment. Yeah, I would have had to write tons more had I thought of them whilst handling this prompt…

    1. Yes, downstairs neighbors are interesting. After all, does one choose to live below someone else? There is the issue of gravity, after all…not that I want all my belongings ending up in the front room of my neighbor’s flat, but I would prefer also not to have theirs possibly dangling above my kitchen table either. I guess that’s why we are in a single story place now (that, and bad knees… 🙂 )

  1. Love this! Revenge comes in all shapes, especially when you have creepy neighbours. This is such a creative use of the prompts. Well done!

  2. “a combination of dish liquid, fried fish, and–he couldn’t quite distinguish, but every fiber of his body said–human flesh.” — Ick!!

    I really enjoyed this! The human need for revenge . . . even in small doses!

  3. I like the mystery mixed with a spoonful of humor. Burnt popcorn; hmmm, interesting taste there…

  4. Oh, man… this reminds me of an apartment my hubby and I lived in right after we were married. Many different ethnicities in the building and each individual meal smelled fine, but all together it was horrendous..

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