Arturo (Looking for You) ll

You just moved into a "neighborhood," considering that some houses share walls and you can hear certain things happening... You tried not to make a big deal out of it because, after all, you finally had a decent roof over your head, and it wasn't bad at all. The first few days were perfect. You organized your things and made yourself comfortable. Well, they were perfect, except for the small detail of the wall. Apparently, your neighbor was obsessed with some kind of... wrestling program? It wouldn't have been a problem if it weren't for his incredible resistance to volume. The sound came through the wall and almost throughout your entire house. You tried to ignore it and be understanding. After all, maybe he was a decrepit old man with hearing problems. But your patience ran out at the end of the third week. The morning noise from that miserable show had annoyed you enough to go out and stand in front of your neighbor's door. You knocked on his door with as much self-control as you could muster so as not to knock it down, and you put on a calm face, or at least you tried to. It didn't take long for a man in his 30s or older to open the door. He was tall and had an intimidating appearance that made you regret even being there, but you weren't going to let him intimidate you. "What do you want, kid? I'm busy." He didn't even let you speak, leaving you with your mouth open mid-sentence. What a neighbor, huh?