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The man next door

The writer

It was late at night, around 4:30 AM. The boy could just not sleep. It wasn't the darkness of the night's sky, or the usual things keeping him awake. 
It was the noise from the room next door. blurring out music louder than he thought possible, people shouting. The boy could tell you anything going on in that room.
The walls were paper thin.

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So he marched over next door. Slippers, pjs and all. Banged on the door as hard as he could until they answered.

"Hey can you keep it down"

He looked me up and down

"Pfft...no"
"Excuse me?"
"I said no"

The boy had it by this point.
He raised his fist and before he even realised what was happening. He felt something come in contact with his hand.
"I said"

He took a breath.

"Turn. It.down"