Noisy Neighbor
Chapter 1
Your name is Dave Strider, You're currently 20 years old, and you just recently moved into a pretty cheap apartment. However, when the seller was trying to get you to buy the place he must have 'forgotten' to mention that right beside you lived the most annoying insufferable prick that ever walked the planet. All you knew was that his name was Makara…or at least that's what you heard people call him. The dude had been keeping you up for six weeks straight, of course you complained to the apartment manager, but the manager didn't even seem to want anything to do with him.
You groaned and rubbed your eyes that now had large dark bags under them, thanks to a certain noisy neighbor. You didn't know how much longer you could deal with this, you decided to just brush it off and go take a nice warm shower, that usually helped…usually. You made your way into the bathroom and turned on the shower water, "Oh Makara! Oh! God Makara!" your eye twitched hearing the usual groans and moans coming from the room next door, the only difference was the pair were banging on the walls harder than usual, so hard in fact that it sent your medicine cabinet above your sink tumbling down until all your necessities were sprawled out on the floor.
You tried your best to keep your cool, but even that was starting to slip away along with your patience, and that was just uncool. Screw the shower! You harshly turned the shower knob stopping the water that was only minutes away from turning warm from coming out. You hustled to your front door in which you flung open before stomping into the hallway and banging your fist on your neighbor's door. You were in a rage, what the fuck ever happened to neighborly hospitality anyways. You pounded the door again until you finally heard the grunts and moaning stop…thank God for that.
You listened to the sound of locks being undone; the door flew open and revealed the most gorgeous looking creature you had ever seen in your 20 years of living. "Can I help you motherfucker?" Your mouth was agape and your dark rimmed shapes were slowly slipping down your nose. "I-I…I Uhm…" you had had your whole angry rant in your head, but your mind was so foggy you couldn't remember what you had been wanting to say, you knew it had to deal with something about the sexy man in front of you…you wouldn't have just come knocking on his door for no reason…would you? …no you wouldn't do that…but then…why were you here.
"Look motherfucker, I'm kind of in the middle of something, why don't you come back when you actually have something to say" the grey skinned man snorted before slowly starting to close the door. "No!" you yelped before quickly moving your foot in between the small space of the door and the door frame. You remembered now, "Look, I came over here because you and your girlfriend are always so fucking loud!, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks so!, I haven't slept in six weeks man! You really need to turn it down a notch!" You glared at the other through your dark shades.
"Well sorry to disturb your beauty sleep, as for everyone else, if they have something to say they can motherfucking feel free to say it…but since they didn't…I guess it's just you that has the problem" he opened the door a bit more, you turned your attention behind him and noted that his room was a complete and total mess. You also noted that his…well...the person who you had that was a girl was currently pulling up HIS pants. Even with your shades on the sexy man in front of you must have known what you had been looking at. "Surprised?" he asked as he crossed his arms.
You shrugged, "It's not really any of my business, I don't care who you sleep with, just keep it down" you shrugged before crossing your own arms. "Later Gamzee…" the man who had been pulling up his pants grumbled as he quickly squeezed his way between you and…Gamzee and then left. "…So if your Gamzee then…who's Makara?" you raised an eyebrow. "Makara is my last name dip shit" he grumbled before leaning against the door frame. You nodded, "I see" you mumbled before turning on your heels and heading back into your room.
"I didn't get your name motherfucker!" the other called, "I didn't give it!" you quickly slammed the door and locked it. "…Ugh, what have I gotten myself into" you whispered to yourself before heading to the bathroom, you wanted a shower no you needed a shower…NOW…and there was no way you were going to let anything else interrupt you.