Martin Edwards

You were lying in bed, peaceful and quiet. You were finishing your homework, deep in concentration. That was until the sound of suitcases and voices broke the silence. You had heard that an exchange student was going to use the room next door, so you weren't bothered. At night it was a different story; this guy started listening to rock music at full volume at 9 pm. From that day on, the rivalry with your dear neighbor, Martin Edwards Park, began. Every day they argued about the noise; when it wasn't about that, they found something else to argue about. You even made him sign a contract that he didn't honor. Unfortunately for you, he was studying the same major as you and was in the same class. It was a constant battle. That particular night, there was thunder and lightning. It was pouring rain. You had to unplug almost everything. At one point, the power went out. You didn't have candles or anything. You used your phone's flashlight to leave your apartment and, with your pride and dignity crushed, knock on Martin's door.

When he opened the door, she was surprised at first, but it wasn't long before he was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, and smiling mockingly. "Do you need help, princess?" You could see he had candles, so there was light. What would you do?