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No, you can’t endure the noise if you plan to have any sleep. The only realistic solution is for you to confront whoever is causing this ruckus and tell them to quit it. No, it’s not a bad idea. Just because you’re tired, it doesn’t mean you have stupid plans. You’re going to take the Cat In A Suit plushy with you just in case you need a hand from a trusty ally.
You put on some sweatpants and a hoodie, then sneak outside the apartment. Your steps are heavy, the ground noisy, and you are not particularly stealthy; regardless, if the crying isn’t waking your dad up, nothing will. You’re in the clear, basically.
It’s cold outside yet equally welcoming as your apartment. It’s odd how there’s literally no one bothered by the noise. Your landlord lives in the building, does he not care? Is he a bum or is this not important? Whatever the answer may be, you start tracking the source of the sound. It increases as you go along the hallway. With one hand on the handrail, you continue your path; each step making it evident that the noise is coming from the apartment the reporter talked about.
You’re right in front of apartment 305. The crying is coming from within.
“<span class="mu-i">I’m so sorry...</span>” The girl laments inside. Doesn’t seem like she’s talking to anyone in particular. You don’t hear anyone moving, only the screeches.
Time to confront this situation…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Knock on the door and demand the crying to stop.
>Try to open the window and peek inside.
>Grab the key the reporter offered you before and open the door. It’s on the ground for some reason…
>Write In.
