Raylen thought the noise was just a figment of her imagination considering she had been sleepless for the past 27 hours due to her new position at her job as day shift manager. Here it was 4:50 a.m. and the loud thuds of her upstairs neighbor prevented her from the sleep she longed for since her new position.
“What the hell?!” She mumbled tossing the covers off of her bare legs and her feet into those fuzzy yellow socks she adored so much. She had placed her wild dark brown coils into a pineapple before making her way off of her bed. The rhythm of the thuds were made precisely so she knew whoever it was doing it intentionally.
Making her way into the living room, she realized the thuds had decreased and she honestly considered just sleeping on the plush grey sofa but then again ‘why should she be uncomfortable because some psycho wanted to make loud obnoxious noises in the middle of the night.’
“Fuck it.” She mumbled making her way down the hall to the elevator, pressing the level 5 button once she entered. Stepping off, the thuds of bass from 21 Savage became louder as she lined herself in front of the very apartment that sat above hers.
Knocking on the door turned into banging like she was the fucking police since the person on the other side acted as if they couldn’t hear her. “Biiiiitch.” Raylen huffed as she continued to bang on the door.
“You know what fucking time it is ?!” His voice echoed from the threshold as he swung the door open.
“I do and since you know too it’s obvious you don’t give a damn that people sleep at this hour.” Raylen snapped folding her arms across her chest.
“What?” He asked as she finally took the time to look over his figure. His feet were covered in all black Nike Huaraches. Traveling up his legs that were covered in the zaddy season grey sweatpants that allowed her to see exactly what he was working with. Then she realized he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His chest was glistening from what she assumed was sweat that made his brown shade glow under the crappy hall lighting. Raylen could tell he worked out. He was too muscular not. . “Yo?” He called breaking her from her state.
“Huh?” She mumbled landing on his face. She couldn’t deny how beautiful this man was. Though his features came off as a little pitbull-ish due to her interrupting whatever it was he was doing, he was still fine. “It’s close to 5 am and I have to be up in about a hour.” She hummed regaining some composure.
“How is that my problem?” He questioned leaning against the frame.
“My apartment is right under yours.” She rolled her eyes. “And I can hear everything you’re doing including that damn thumping up here.”
His lips spread into a sinister smile as he propped his shoulder against the frame of his door. “Maybe you should wear earplugs or sum.” He chuckled. “Play some damn music”
“And maybe you should be considered of others.” “I don’t care what the hell you do up here but from 10pm to 6am is sleeping hours... AND mine would be interrupted by some dog ass niggah!” Placing her hands on her hips, Raylen was livid with this dog looking ass asshole. She heaved for her aid and her pineapple ponytail was slowly falling for its position on top of her head.
“Mad?” He smiled showcasing his dimple that made Raylen bite the bottom corner of her lips. “Look I’m training and this is the only time I can train.” He sighed.
“There are 24 hour gyms.” She spoke playing with the hem of her long t-shirt,which she realized wasn’t as long as she thought. “Maybe you should get a fucking memebership.”
He looked at her for second before smirking. “I’m Adonis.” He spoke disregarding her whole statement. “Nice to meet you-“
“Raylen.” She muttered looking him over once again. “I didn’t come up here for a meet and greet.” She yawned rolling her eyes.
“Well....” He licked his lips before continuing. “Maybe you should make your way back down stairs in that little shirt“ He came closer breathing on her neck. “And get some sleep considering you only have about 45 minutes left til 6 am, ma.” He winked stepping back over his threshold before shutting the door in her face.
“Really niggah?!” She mumbled deciding on her next move but on all honesty Raylen was too tired to be petty at the moment. “Count your days, pit bitch!” She yelled kicking his door although it was probably useless due to his music blaring in the other side of the door.
