The Birthday Song Upstairs

The people upstairs won't stop singing "Happy birthday", it's been five hours. I don't usually

work on Sundays, but I needed some extra cash, so I took an early shift.

I came home at around 2PM. I live in this apartment building. My apartment is

on the first floor, along with another one that belongs to this dude who's rarely home.

There's Mrs. Rogue's place on the ground floor, and then the second floor has 2 other

flats, one owned by an elderly couple and the other, by this family I

don't really see that often, directly above me. Sometimes I hear the kids in the

morning moaning about having to get ready for school, and then stomping down the stairs.