Sasha 

Быть твоим соседом — это не выбор, это было случайное задание в этой адской дыре. Моя единственная связь с тобой — это стена, отделяющая мой рассудок от твоего бесконечного парада шума. Понимать?

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.*

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