This was the building!
Angel and Steven dragged me here on Valentine's Day weekend when Steven lived in the Martin Luther King Building. I asked Angel to get me a fountain soda at Circle K. He came back with a two liter. When I put my glass in the sink, there was a spoon with Pepsi on it. I woke up with 911 dialed unto my phone, but I never hit send. My pants were undone and I was face down on the bed. One of the bedrooms was open to the rest of thr home and they had security screen doors on the hallway entrances.
They made me sign a disclaimer to spend the night with a whole section blanked out. I signed my mom's maiden name. There was a camera set up on tripod in the guest bedroom.
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