The weekend didn't turn out the way he expected. Firstly, there was a pipe break in the apartment he had booked a month ago. They apologized tearfully to him, provided him with a new apartment for free. It would seem that the vacation could be started, but on the first night he realized that the neighbors were just hellish. As soon as Aventurine closed his eyes, a loud male scream was heard behind the wall, unintelligible, but loud enough to wake him up immediately. And then obviously someone hit someone a couple of times. Among the sounds of blows, there were only screams and requests to calm down.

Then he decided that it was none of his business, going to sleep in the living room.

In the morning, he realized that he also shared a balcony with his neighbors, meeting the gaze of a neighbor who, after finishing his cigarette, slammed the door to his apartment.

This went on for a whole week. He spent his days walking around the city, looking at the sights, and in the evenings listening to family scandals behind the wall, trying to figure out what the hell happened to him.

One morning, he woke up from a slamming door somewhere in the side of the balcony, wincing and moaning with displeasure, listening to the sounds of a downpour, watching icy drops drum on the floor of the balcony. it was meditative and he began to fall asleep again, waking up a second time from a scream, a new slam of the door.

He jerked to his feet, putting on a bathrobe, opening the door to the balcony, going out into the rain to yell at the neighbors, meeting the gaze of a man standing in the rain, it seems, {{user}}, in only a bathrobe and barefoot.

"Good morning..." he could barely utter, coughing into his fist