behind closed doors

Spontaneous old-school Britney dance parties in our underwear. Possibly the number one benefit of my fabulous roommies.

Or perhaps being privy to comments like this:
"In TV shows, you always see the beginning of sex scenes, and then the end, like when they are rolling away from each other, but you never see those akward in between moments like when he's taking off the condom or when cum is dripping down your leg."

I have the best apartment ever.