Neighbors / / Dnf

First day

Dreams POV (3rd person limited)

Dream exhaled, turning his car off.
He had just pulled up to his new, and first, apartment. Leaving his moms house turned out to be harder than he expected. Seeing as she buys him every necessity that he needs.

Shampoo, groceries, even his goddamn shoes.
Luckily she did promise to go shopping for him sometimes, but that still meant Dream had to start fending for himself.

New beginnings I guess.
He opened his car door and walked to his trunk. Pulling out 2 bags, he started to notice just how tired he was.
Subconsciously he'd been nervous about moving out for a couple of days, meaning he only got a handful amount of sleep.
5 hours to be exact.

Nonetheless, he dragged himself over to the entrance. The apartments he's staying in aren't the nicest, but they're not shady or anything.
Not that he had money issues, thanks to his parents or whatever.
He also made plenty enough money on his own, with his very stable job.
Twitch streaming!

That meant he had to haul all of his tech and streaming equipment over, and set it up. Though he's doing the setting up tomorrow.

Getting a big place first thing was going to overwhelm him, he thought, so that's why he picked this place out.

Dream spent the next 30 minutes going back and forth, bringing his belongings inside. Plus finding his room. He lives on the second floor, with only one floor above him.

Then the next hour he spent sitting on the couch the place started with.

"I'm gonna need to get a new couch," he muttered alone, "shit-" One of the springs poked him in the ass.

The clock read 8:34 pm, when Dream finally decided to head to bed. It was early but sleep sounded so good after a long day.

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Around 5 hours later, Dream was rudely awoken by loud banging.
He slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head a bit. Dream tried listening a little closer, rubbing his eyes.

"A party?" He huffed.
Why would there be a party on a Tuesday, he thought.

Instead of going to investigate it, he laid his head back down and tried to drown out the loud music coming from above him.

Thankfully he did end up falling asleep.

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The next day dream worked on setting everything up, like he had planned the day in advance.
Even though he woke to the loud party, he did end up getting a good amount of sleep.

So he was thankful for that.

Although he wasn't thankful that the parties NEVER STOPPED.

It seemed almost every night, he would wake up past 12 am and hear partygoers upstairs. No matter what day.

He tired so hard to ignore them, but it kept getting worse. Worse to the point where he would get almost no sleep.

About 3 weeks after moving in, he needed to get back from his break from streaming. But it was very noticeable that each stream would be worse and worse. Mostly from how sleep deprived he was, but also from the overwhelming stress he was experiencing.

Dream felt bad for his thousands of viewers, so he decided to finally go try and fix this party problem.

At 4 pm on a Thursday, almost 4 weeks living there, he headed out to his upstairs neighbor.

He took the elevator to the top floor, impatiently tapping his foot the whole way up.

Usually he's not nervous to speak to strangers, but confronting them made him extremely nervous. The last thing he wanted to do was create enemies here.