Wilbur was in bed, he'd just finished streaming. He was exhausted and overwhelmed. He loved streaming but hated it for that one reason.. but he could always count on his flat neighbour to drift him off to sleep.

His flat neighbour played piano, every night and he tended to fall asleep to it. He had no clue who it was who was playing but he didn't care. He loved it.

He closed his eyes, drifting off to the sound of his neighbours playing.