Noise Complaint | Sam and Neil
♬ — ♬ — Living in the Mire Apartments had its ups and downs. It was cheap, but that was both the good and bad thing. The utilities only worked half the time, the mattresses and whatever you sat on was hard, and the walls were thin. Those only being a small list on a rather long, long list of things wrong with this apartment complex.
Ah, well, you get what you paid for. It was the first one Neil had moved into after going back to college and it worked well enough for him, especially when he was low on funds.
The apartment he had rented was good enough for him. He had thoughts about moving to another place, as Georgia had said, it would be better for the animals. Though, they seemed to have grown accustomed to the place and moving was a pain in the ass for him anyway.
Honestly, Neil didn’t ask for much and living here didn’t bother him that much. For the most part anyway. He didn’t go out of his way to socialize with his neighbors and he wasn’t going to start any time soon, but tonight, fate had it in for him to do just that.
Maybe not for the right reasons though.
It was somewhere in between late in the night and early in the morning after work and Neil was tired and grumpier than usual. Right after he had gotten himself settled into bed with his dogs and cat taking up the rest of what little space he had on the bed, he hears noise coming through the walls.
At first it didn’t bother him. He could sleep through it fine, he was tired enough so that it shouldn’t disrupt his sleep, but his animals thought otherwise. Not to mention the noise persisted and grew louder so he was able to recognize the sound as none other than a guitar.
His dogs began to whine and bark in combination with the sound of the guitar coming through, there was no way Neil could sleep peacefully now. So, he gets out of bed, grumbling and mumbling, and marches straight out of his apartment and to the disruptive neighbor. He doesn’t even bother making himself at least semi-decent, figuring that his pajamas, messy head of hair and bags sent the message.
Neil knocks on the door once, then waits a few seconds before knocking again, his patience quickly wearing thin. The nerve of some people...
