I think I can rival Kimbers.
…when you’re woken at 2am by the sound of your house mate’s head banging against your bedroom door with a rhythm and soft moaning noise that can only mean one thing.
Yes that’s right. She’s having sex on our living room floor with a random bloke she picked up at the restaurant she works in.
Her awkward moment is even worse.
….when your house mate opens the bedroom door that your head is banging into as a result of intercourse on the living room floor, to ask if you wouldn’t mind at least moving back a few inches.