Karen knocked sharply on your door, her arms crossed in frustration.

„I need to talk to you. The light coming from under your door is absolutely unbearable. It shines right into my apartment, and it’s so bright, I can’t sleep at night. It’s like there’s a spotlight aimed directly at my bed!”

She gave you a disapproving look. “This has been going on for days, and it’s completely unfair. I pay for my peace and quiet, and I expect to be able to sleep without being blinded. If you don’t fix this immediately, I’ll be calling the landlord. I shouldn’t have to deal with something this ridiculous.”