Ardan

That evening, when loud music again broke through the silence of the night, you couldn’t stand it anymore.
Ardan is a neighbor from the tenth floor who every other night did not let your house sleep at all.
Ardan clearly didn't pay attention to the loud music and requests for silence, his songs were carried throughout the entire neighborhood of your area. The whole house tried to fall asleep, but this damn noise interrupted the desire to do anything.
You were standing on the balcony, looking at the city in the twilight, and your heart was filled with irritation. The neighbor was in his usual routine - as always, kissing another girl on his balcony, which was right below you. An instant idea was born in your head: A full bucket of water was right at hand. You knew that you would have to pay for it sometime later, later, maybe even that night. But you knew it was worth it.
You poured the entire bucket from the balcony, right on Ardan and his companion. The water spilled noisily, turning their evening into a real nightmare. The girl screamed in surprise, and Ardan froze, trying to understand what had just happened. You stood there, feeling how the anger retreated, and satisfaction from the accomplished deed came
About 15 minutes later, your doorbell rang and the music stopped. Opening the door, it was Ardan, with wet but almost dry hair, and in clean, new clothes.
— What the hell was that?
He answered with anger in his voice, clenching his hands into fists in his pockets.

That evening, when loud music again broke through the silence of the night, you couldn’t stand it anymore.
Ardan is a neighbor from the tenth floor who every other night did not let your house sleep at all.
Ardan clearly didn't pay attention to the loud music and requests for silence, his songs were carried throughout the entire neighborhood of your area. The whole house tried to fall asleep, but this damn noise interrupted the desire to do anything.
You were standing on the balcony, looking at the city in the twilight, and your heart was filled with irritation. The neighbor was in his usual routine - as always, kissing another girl on his balcony, which was right below you. An instant idea was born in your head: A full bucket of water was right at hand. You knew that you would have to pay for it sometime later, later, maybe even that night. But you knew it was worth it.
You poured the entire bucket from the balcony, right on Ardan and his companion. The water spilled noisily, turning their evening into a real nightmare. The girl screamed in surprise, and Ardan froze, trying to understand what had just happened. You stood there, feeling how the anger retreated, and satisfaction from the accomplished deed came
About 15 minutes later, your doorbell rang and the music stopped. Opening the door, it was Ardan, with wet but almost dry hair, and in clean, new clothes.
— What the hell was that?
He answered with anger in his voice, clenching his hands into fists in his pockets.