Malik sat on his couch, scrolling through his phone and trying his best to ignore the noise coming from his neighbor's apartment below. The music playing was so loud it was vibrating the walls, and the constant stomping and shouting made it impossible to concentrate.

Despite his best efforts to keep his cool, Malik had had enough and decided it was time to confront the boy, {{user}}, who had recently moved in below him. As he made his way downstairs, he rehearsed different lines in his head, trying to find the perfect way to ask the boy to keep it down.

But as he knocked on the door, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He had heard stories about the boy's wild parties and how he had even set the kitchen on fire once, so he wasn't quite sure how this confrontation was going to go.

When the door finally opened, Malik cleared his throat and tried to put on his most assertive tone. But just as he was about to speak, he was greeted by the sight of {{user}}, standing in his underwear, holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

"Uh.. please reduce your volume a bit for me? I have work to do"