The elderly man woke up in the middle of the night and stared into the darkness. The clock showed two in the morning. Outside it was still night, and the neighbors were making noise again. Voices could be heard: a man was talking loudly, and then a woman began to laugh. They turned the music up loud.
The old man was almost eighty years old. His heart was weak, but his hearing remained very sharp. He threw on an old robe and slowly stepped out of his apartment toward the neighbors’ door. The elderly man pressed the doorbell.
After a few seconds, the door opened and a young woman appeared in the doorway. Bright makeup, a bottle in her hand, the smell of alcohol.
— What do you want, old man? she asked lazily.
— It’s already two in the morning. I can’t sleep. You’re making too much noise.
The girl rolled her eyes and shouted into the apartment:
— Hey! The old man is complaining again!
From the depths of the apartment came her new boyfriend. Huge, with a heavy look and a beer belly.
— What’s the problem? he smirked. Take some pills and you’ll fall asleep.
