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The loud echoing of an electrical guitar groaned through the small cracked in my apartment walls, I felt my eyes begin twitching, I knew moving to a neighbour hood as crappy as this I would expect police sirens to wail down the street and the occasional window breaking or car honking but this music was driving me insane. Finally having enough of the loud music i storm out of the apartment and stomp my feet against the creaking wooden floors and reach his door furiously pounding on the door.
For the first time in weeks the musics stops as the door swings open. The tenant looks at me with an unimpressed look as I glare at him and then he has the gut to say to me. "Got a problem?"
I scoff and hold back a laugh. "You bet I do buddy." He stands there and furrowed his eyebrows as if wondering why I would be unpleased by his shitty music.
"You music. Turn it down." The guy rolls his eyes and nods his head and I clench my fist knowing he wouldn't listen.
"Yeah whatever, lady." He grunted and pushed the door to slam it shut in your face, you however had a very important job interview tomorrow and quickly shoved your foot in the door.
"Either you turn down the music or I break down this door and shove your speaker up your ass." I say in a threateningly calm manner.
I saw the guy glance over my shoulder and gulp as his eyes glance back to me and he quickly nods his head. "Yeah I-I'll turn it down." He mumbles and shuts the door, I furrow my eyebrows and look over my shoulder seeing a man standing in the opposite doorway holding back a smile as he leant on the door.
I didn't know my new neighbours was a hottie.
"His music is pretty terrible huh?" The man says, I gently smile back at him .
"Yeah.. strange he actually listened to me." I say as I look down to the mouldy carpet.
"Yeah me and him don't exactly have a friendly relationship. I couldn't help but snort at the comment.
"Who does with him?" The stranger let out a low chuckle that made my legs feel weak after a short pause the stranger lifted his hand for my to shake.
"Eddie Brock."
"Y/N L/N." I say back as I take his hand and shake it.
