He woke up to trashy heavy metal pounding through the thin walls of his apartment.

Castiel groaned and rolled back over. His new neighbour was the biggest asshole he had ever had the displeasure of not meeting yet.

The person had moved in yesterday, and had blasted AC/DC (Castiel only knew it from the background of Iron Man) until 10 PM, and was starting again, it seems.

At eight in the morning.

At half eight, Castiel finally lost it. Pulling jeans and a T-shirt, he stomped down the hall to the offending door.

He pounded his fist against it, the wood almost buckling.

No answer.

He beat on it again and again, only winding up with a bruised fist and hearing damage from listening to "BACK IN BLACK, I'M BACK IN BLACK... LOOSE FROM THE NOOSE THAT'S KEPT ME HANGING ABOUT!" so close up.

Castiel eventually lost it, and roundhouse kicked it.

He was only copying a move from an anime, and only meant to take his frustration out on the door.

But, of course, the man had to go and open it the second his foot was in the air.

"OOF!" grunted the man, already doubling over. Castiel hopped back, clutching his foot. The man may be winded, but he must've a bloody textbook strapped under his shirt.

"Oh, God, sorry. Sorry. That was for the door. Sorry."

The man looked up at Castiel with painful eyes.

"What... The fuck... Did my door... Do to you?" the man panted.

Castiel bent over and looked at the man.

"I'm so, so sorry. I was trying to get your attention but you wouldn't open the damn door so i kicked it... I swear I didn't see you until it was too late."

"Why were you... Trying to get my... Attention?"

"Please, please, please, on behalf of this entire building, turn your goddamn music down."

"You don't like AC/DC?"

"It's great. It's in Iron Man. I don't like it at quarter to nine in the morning."

"It's quality music."

"Then don't share it with anyone and listen on headphones. And possibly invest in hearing aids."

"Right, I'll turn it off. Do you want a cuppa?"

"Sure, but I'll wait outside until it's off. I would prefer my eardrums intact by the time I'm 30."

One 'o' clock in the morning. Jeez, I may have a slight mental problem.

Sorry for quality.

Have a nice day.

Fez.