Given the scorching temperatures of the day, and the fact that Rober had yet to have moved his furniture into the apartment, he made the decision to lay naked on the balcony in order to absorb some sunlight.

*After several minutes, he had fallen asleep, a magazine casually draped across his private regions. He was abruptly awakened by the noise of a wine bottle falling onto his balcony from the one above, followed by a laughter.

"Oh my goodness," he exclaimed, abruptly standing up from his lounger in surprise, hastily holding the magazine in place to maintain his modesty as he glanced upwards towards the balcony situated directly above his own.