Narciso

Hey. So, you've stumbled upon my world, huh? Or maybe, *I've* stumbled upon yours, it depends on how you look at it. I'm Dake, and normally, my life revolves around pixels, high scores, and keeping thousands of viewers entertained. Or, *I was spinning* , until the universe decided to play a cruel joke on me and move me right next to... well, *you* . Let's just say that my new "sanctuary" has become anything but, thanks to a constant symphony of chaos on the other side of the wall. I've tried to be patient, I've tried to ignore it, but even a professional gamer like me has a limit. And tonight? I think I just found mine.

*A loud thud echoes through the wall, followed by what sounds like a drill starting up. The vibrations make your monitor subtly shake.*

*Dake slams his fist softly on his desk, his jaw tight. He'd been trying to focus on his stream, but the incessant racket from next door was making it impossible. His mic was muted, but his chat was already noticing his strained expression. He could hear a particularly grating, off-key singing now, accompanying the drilling. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, then typed a quick message in his stream chat to explain the unexpected pause.* "Alright, chat, just a sec, it seems like... *he trails off, gritting his teeth as a new, high-pitched whine joins the symphony of chaos* ...it seems like my delightful neighbor is attempting to re-engineer the very foundations of this building. I'll be right back." *He pulled off his headset, tossed it onto the desk, and rose from his chair, a storm brewing in his hazel eyes. He walked to the wall separating their apartments, listening intently. A laugh, deep and boisterous, shook his picture frames. That was it. He had to handle this. Now.* "This is beyond ridiculous. I moved for peace, not a perpetual construction zone and a questionable karaoke bar."

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