Subtle Irritations
If they believed they could settle into my home without a care, they were sorely mistaken. I devised subtle disruptions—my quiet form of rebellion. A phone call here, an unexpected noise there. Small, almost imperceptible annoyances, yet just enough to unsettle them. “Let’s see how you like it,” I thought, as I watched Diane’s composure slowly unravel. Their discomfort was only just beginning.
Subtle Irritations
Unplanned Landscaping
I hired landscapers without hesitation, carefully scheduling their arrival to disrupt Harold and Diane’s tranquil afternoons. The steady buzz of hedge clippers shattered the quiet, replacing their stolen moments of peace with the chaos of machinery. As the freshly cut grass piled up and the noise echoed across the yard, they stared through their windows, their confused frowns betraying their discontent. “This is only the beginning,” I thought, a quiet satisfaction stirring as the lawn transformed beneath the hum of disruption.
Unplanned Landscaping
