I was halfway through another short drama about sisters having to pick which parent they want to live with, when the sounds of a fight started drifting down from upstairs.
At first the sound blended into the background. Just another dull impact carried through the floorboards like someone was walking too hard at the moment, but then it came again, sharper this time.
It was quickly followed by several voices overlapping in a way that made it impossible to separate who was speaking and who was reacting.
Something heavy hit the ground hard enough to send a faint tremor through the ceiling, and I paused the episode, letting the silence of the basement sharpen the noise above me.
It didn't take long to understand what I was hearing.
The rhythm gave it away.
