Rumble in 202

There's going to be a cat fight soon in suite 202. In case you haven't figured it out, I live in 202. The suite door opens to the outside, and university policy prohibits the propping open of any external doors. Thus, it is prohibited to prop our suite door open. But the girls in the D suite do it all the time. The girls in the D room will leave their door wide open, and then they'll go somewhere and prop the suite door, making it extremely easy for someone to walk right in and steal anything they wanted out of their room. Not only that, leaving the door propped lets anyone get in - some psychopath could walk in off the street and take a nap in our shower, and Callie and I will not stand for it. My God, why can't they take their keys with them? Are they that lazy? Well, yes, if you've ever seen their room, you'd say they were. So, Callie and I brought together our diplomatic skills and wrote a nice little letter, stating that the aforementioned propping of the door was prohibited and that we would unprop the door whenever it was propped, and that we would see to it that anyone who leaves the door propped will be turned in to the powers that be. We printed our message, signed it, and taped it to the suite door. About an hour ago, Jill (from the D room) walked into the suite, ripped the message off the door, then went into her room and slammed her door, all the while bitching about us because we unpropped the door on her earlier today. I don't want my shit stolen and I don't want to be assaulted in my bed (or anywhere else for that matter). So excuse the hell out of me. Audrey, who lives in the B room across the hall, told us about what Jill did, and has told us that she [Audrey] and her roommate Jackie would be willing to ally with us because they could not stand Jill or Julie (the girls in the D room). I say bring it. If it's against the university's policy, then what's the problem? Don't do it. Some people make me feel so mature, and that's saying a lot. So, in conclusion, Bring it on.