After less than a minute, I looked to my right, and saw that this same guy had now crossed over to our side of the street, and was walking towards us. We both just stood and watched for a few minutes, and as he passed, he didn’t turn to look at us, or anything. I got a bit of a strange vibe from him, and pointed him out to my girlfriend. He was on the opposite side of the street, and was walking along the street from the main road (from left to right, up towards our flat). I noticed a man on the other side of the street wearing a mid-length trench coat and heavy boots, but as my eyesight is awful and I never wear my glasses, I didn’t see any discerning features. We stood there for about five minutes, just looking around. We went into the courtyard and opened the main gate, and couldn’t see anyone on the street at all, it was freezing and snowing, but still unusually quiet. We were a bit startled, and decided to go take a look outside, as it was evidently not one of my friends at this point. About half an hour to 45 minutes later, there was a massive bang on my window, that sounded like someone slammed their fist against it, and ran off. We continued watching our film, and settled down. That wasn’t unusual, as I had quite a few friends that lived and worked near my flat, so we didn’t think much of it. As we were laying on my bed, someone knocked on my window. My window was right next to my bed, and faced out onto the street. My bedroom was a tiny shoebox sized room with a bed and wardrobe, and about 5 square feet of extra floor space- tiny. On this given night, it must have been around 2am, my girlfriend and I were laying on my bed watching films on my laptop.
#Old school gangster stick em up trench coat windows
We shared the flat with my mum, our bedroom windows both faced directly onto the street, where people would walk past on the pavement. The flat we lived in was one of about seven in an old converted bakery- there was a very large locked wooden gate with a buzzer, and the flats were all in a courtyard behind the gate.
The street we lived on was just off a very busy road that had about a thousand pubs on it, so it was normally quite populated at all hours, most days. My partner and I (F&F, 21 and 25) were living in the centre of a popular and busy city in England at the time, in a ground floor flat. This happened about two and a half years ago, in the winter of 2017/early 2018. Apologies, this is a very long post! Thanks for reading x Hey everyone, long time lurker- first time poster.
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