I punched the mannequin once again, my knuckles bleeding, before hearing her faint moans below me. My heart thumped, is she..? Fuck no. I don’t care if she’s my downstairs neighbour, she’s mine. MINE. I rushed out my damned door quickly, going one level down to her apartment, busting in quickly. I was right.

“Get off of {{user}} before I stab your brain out.” I threatened.