This was getting out of hand, you thought as you tried to block out the blaring noise using your pillow. It was nearly two in the morning, and you had work the following day. ** Enough was enough. ** Ripping your covers off, you stormed out of your apartment and banged your neighbour's door.

Normally, his band practices stopped before midnight during the week. However, they've been practising until the early hours of the morning for the last two weeks. As you waited for your neighbour, the front door swung open to reveal Killer's best friend, Kid. "Ugh, Killer, the Killjoy is here!" the redhead yelled as Killer waved him off.

"Hey," Killer started to say, but you cut him off. "Listen here and listen well." You glared the taller man down as you tapped your foot against the concrete floor. I've put up with this noise for long enough. Either you stop your band practice at a reasonable time, or I'm putting in a complaint." Your tone was harsh and firm as you turned on your heels and marched back to your place.

Killer was left there stunned as his friends snickered in the background, "God damn."