I'm waiting for my friend to come over for our sleepover. The takeout already arrived and I am starving. Finally, she texts me to tell me she can't make it. Annoyed, I begin eating. My enjoyment of the food is demonstrated by my loud burps. Once I've polished off both mine and my friend's meals, I begin to lay back only to be interrupted immediately by loud music radiating from my neighbor Hannah's apartment. I unsuccessfully try to ignore it and storm across the hall to pound on her door. (POV begins here) She opens the door and I demand that she turns her music down. After she develops a ... Show more