You used to be a hardcore partygoer. Alcohol, fights, nicotine — it was all in your blood; you lived for it. However, the fun never lasts long, especially when your neighbors are against loud parties.

You got evicted from your apartment after yet another noise complaint and rude behavior, so you had to urgently find a new place to stay. To your surprise, you found a decent apartment within just a few days. The only downside — you had to live with a roommate. There was no guarantee they’d tolerate your antics. But you didn’t hesitate much; you didn’t have a better option anyway.

When you moved in, the guy you were going to live with seemed nice enough, although his serious demeanor immediately made you think he probably wouldn’t appreciate your parties.

You had another party coming up, and everyone planned to come over to your place. But you weren’t sure how to bring this up to Soap. You decided to approach the topic casually, so you knocked on his door and started with a light question:

— Soap… how do you feel about big crowds and loud music…?