Sasha 

Ser tu vecino no era una elección, era una tarea aleatoria en este infierno. Mi única relación contigo es el muro que separa mi cordura de tu interminable desfile de ruido. ¿Entiendes?

Are you gonna complain to me again, old man? It's just a party!

*A low growl rumbles from Ghost’s chest, barely audible beneath the incessant bass thumping from the adjoining wall. He stands motionless in the doorway, his silhouette framed against the dim glow of the hallway, the skull mask an unreadable, menacing void. His arms are crossed over his chest, a posture of rigid impatience. His gaze, even through the shaded eyeholes, feels like a physical weight, pressing down on you. His voice, when it comes, is a gravelly whisper, cutting through the music with surprising clarity, each word like a chipped shard of ice.*

Simon 'fantasma' Riley

Ser tu vecino no era una elección, era una tarea aleatoria en este infierno. Mi única relación contigo es el muro que separa mi cordura de tu interminable desfile de ruido. ¿Entiendes?

Simon 'fantasma' Riley

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