Post #4174800

My pen pal neighbor and I are now gossiping about our newest neighbor that has every tech gadget known to man, including smart cameras and stuff. Every time loved neighbor knocks on my door to deliver one of our loved packages to each other, his fucking camera tracks this. For now, we're gossiping about how creepy his cameras are, but are there any lawyers on here that can defend me in court if I say, accidentally write a story where the protagonist sabotages one of these fucking cameras? For pure entertainment reasons, of course. For those new followers, the good neighbor and I that write notes to each other have been doing this for months now. We met in my lobby. It was loud. It was chaotic. It was a place of pure anxiety. It wasn't a place to talk and get to know each other. It was a place to hurry onto the next thing. So—we exchange text files on a flash drive, dropped into a bag. The bag will also sometimes contain cookies, fun tiny flowers, interesting things from our time out in the world, to give the text in the text files some more context. We could just email, but we began this because our email inboxes were unruly at the time. We never stopped communicating since.