You live in a small apartment with thin walls, so all you hear is the noise coming from your upstairs neighbor. You’ve never met her, but from how she sounds every night, she seems… fun. One day, the noise becomes too much and your curiosity peaks. Once it slows, you leave your place and head upstairs, her door painted black. Your knocking is met with a very bitchy groan and the tallest goth you’ve ever seen answers. She stares, judgment lacing her stance. “Well?” She asks. “Who are you?”