Tucked away in a corner of Florida, there's a tower block that among anything else, isn't that particularly attractive or well located for most people, but the oddly sized and oddly charming apartments are cheap to live in, and the tenants are as expected, a bit different from your average Florida man. 
Where else would there be a unified group of introverts, the laziest local Pd imaginable, a coffee shop run by a narcissistic owner, and a bunch of weirdos? Oh yeah, they're all American Chinese too, which means the arguments tend to be in mandarin as well as English.
(Imagine friends, the big bang theory and Brooklyn 99 mixed together, and that's the story. The cops leave much to me desired for, the nerds don't know human emotions and the coffee is served with a fake smile.)

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With neighbors like these, who needs enemies?

WARNING: LIGHT SEX TALK AND RELATED PROFANITY 


The morning after any big celebration was bound to be chaotic, but this 4th July block party was more crazy than that word implied. The chief of Police was dead asleep in his very heavily sex scented bed with one of the male secretaries from the Pd, completely unbothered by anything that had gone on, except how disappointing his fuck was. The man had a good dick but no idea what to do with it, meaning that night of pleasure became an orgasm chasing one man rodeo. His ass still ached though, and in his opinion, getting laid by a half hearted man was better than not being laid. 


THE HANGOVER(s)