Knock KnockKnockKnockKnockKnock
                              Ugh stupid neighbors. I jump out and head to my balcony clumsy tripping over the piles of mess I left behind. I pick up a random object sitting on my dresser and throw it at my neighbors balcony door. I hope it wasn't my keys.
                              A average height guy with a slight beard walks out. My eyes squint from the overexposure of light.
                              "Uh yes?" He says with a frown 
                              I make a loud knocking noise on the closest wall I could touch.
                              "Oh yeah, really sorry about that..." He mumbles and scratches the back of his neck. He awkwardly walks back inside.
                              Well I can't go to sleep now. I go on twitter and check what's going on. My followers are waiting. I tweet:
                              Hey guys, if you can find a pic of me, the first person who makes it, I'll give them my Skype. :b U have 6 hours, GO!
                              I love tricking them but they'll never find it anyway. I mean unless they find me when I was little. Various tweets started rolling in. Ey the robot replied:
                              @KatikahMC r u a girl robot? :)
                              I reply:
                              @GraserMC oh so close ;)
                              Then Straub replied:
                              @KatikahMC r u a 'Kat' LOL
                              I replied:
                              @StrauberryJam -.-
                              I set my phone down to go find breakfast. Suddenly I hear contagious laughter, it sounds like Graser. God I hope it's not a fan. I grab my Nutella jar that is half empty and grab a blanket and lay on the couch. I couldn't decide to re-watch The Starving Games or Once Upon A Time. 
                              I hear the contagious laugh again, it's definitely coming from the neighbors room. I stomp out of my apartment in the hall and knock loudly on the door "Can ya keep Graser down, thank you!" I walk back into my apartment before opens his door.
                              God I hope that wasn't a fan. What if it wasn't a fan... wait what come on don't be ridiculous.
                              I hop on my computer and check who's on teamspeak. Oh Graser's on.
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  