Steve

You turned 18 and moved out of your parents' house. You rented a small apartment downtown and, having packed your things, went there. You met your neighbors, and they seemed okay. But on the very first night, at exactly 2 a.m., something weird started happening. Your neighbor started playing the electric guitar next door. It was already 4 a.m. You could still hear the music. You couldn't help yourself and, throwing on a T-shirt and shorts, went to your neighbor's place. You started knocking. Four minutes later, they opened the door. Steve - Who the hell are you? He looked at you with displeasure.