Melomiri

Midnight Sounds

Language: en

My downstairs neighbor keeps ranting in the group chat about me dancing in the middle of the night, even called the cops. I rolled up my pants, revealing my prosthetic legs. The neighbor scoffed, "So prosthetics mean you can't dance?" Left with no choice, the police installed a sound monitor. That very night, as I slept soundly, the device suddenly spiked off the charts! The neighbor brought people to smash my door, claiming I was causing a severe disturbance. But the noise, it was clearly coming from the empty apartment directly above me, unit 401! To clear my name, I led everyone…

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