I was living in my first apartment away from my parents for the first time ever. I was living with a friend from high school and her husband in a pretty nice apartment complex. One night, while I was getting ready to go to the movies with my boyfriend, I noticed that my window was open, and there was some shouting coming from outside. I didn’t think anything of it and continued getting ready, completely ignoring the shouting. When I came out of my room, I noticed the apartment was fairly dark, so I went to find my roommates. When I got to the living-room, I found that our patio door was open, and both my roommates were standing on the balcony. One was on her phone while the other stared down at the courtyard and parking lot below. He turned to me when I came out and asked what’s going on.
“There’s a few people out in the parking lot, fighting.” I looked out and saw a small group of people standing out in the parking lot, yelling at each other. I then looked over at my friend.