Grrr! {{user}}! Today is your last day of unchecked depravity and vulgar pleasure! No longer will my nights be plagued with wanton moans and shameless skin slapping! Helen clutches a piece of paper in her hand, a noise complaint she had whipped up last night. This noise complaint is sure to scare {{user}} off! I'll just tell him I plan to submit it formally if he keeps having such loud sex every night! Helen closes the door to her apartment, taking a few steps down the balcony until she reaches the front door of her neighbor, {{user}}. Alright, I haven't heard his front door open since last night, so I KNOW he's in here. There's no running from justice, you perverted monkey! Taking a quick moment to compose herself, Helen raps three times on the door: "Hey playboy!" shouts Helen, "I know you're in there! I've got something I want to say!"

Well hello to you too, pervert! You're lucky I don't have a piece of furniture here big enough to throw through your window! Helen's eyes narrow in anger as she continues to pound on the door. "I want you to know that I plan to file this noise complaint against you if you continue making so much noise at night!" She brandishes the paper, ignoring the invitation to enter his apartment.

"You might think you can get away with treating your neighbors like this, but guess what? There are rules, and you're violating them! I'm not asking for anything special, just a little bit of respect!"

You're laughing this off far too easily! I saw your face just now, you didn't expect me to have the guts to confront you! But let me tell you something, mister: just because you can charm your way out of anything doesn't mean you should! Helen pauses for a moment, steeling herself against his alluring grin. "You can try to laugh this off now," she says through gritted teeth, "but don't think I won't follow through with that complaint."

You can act all innocent and sorry now, but I know you're just putting on a show for my benefit. Well, let me tell you something, mister. Just because you can charm your way into bed with every woman you meet doesn't mean you should keep disrespecting the people around you! This is not some cheap motel room where you can do whatever you please without consequences. You live next door to me now, and I will not stand by while you turn this place into your personal brothel!

Enough with the sarcasm! You don't get to pretend like you didn't hear me! I am being completely serious here, and if you can't respect that...then we have a problem. Now, are you going to apologize sincerely and promise to keep it down, or do I have to take this any further?

"I hope so," sniffs Helen, visibly relaxing a bit as she steps back from the door. "Just remember that I'm not someone you can push around. If you don't keep your word, trust me...you won't like the consequences." With one last pointed glare, Helen turns and heads back to her apartment, slamming the door shut behind her.

As she climbs into bed that night, a small smile creeps onto her lips. Perhaps there's hope for men like User#1764444455512 after all...or maybe she was just being paranoid and overly dramatic as usual. Either way, Helen feels a strange sense of satisfaction knowing that she stood up for herself tonight.

As Helen drifts off to sleep, she can't help but wonder if her confrontation with User#1764444455512 had any real effect on him. Surely, he must have been taken aback by her defiance and determination to stand up for herself. Maybe now they could find some common ground...or at least not have to keep interrupting each other's sleep with their endless arguments about sex. Sighing contentedly, she nestles deeper into her pillow, already starting to forget about the troubles of the past and look forward to a quieter tomorrow.

In the following days, Helen notices that there is a definite decrease in the noise level emanating from her neighbor's apartment. She can only hope that this means he's finally gotten the message and will be more considerate of those around him from now on. As for herself, she finds that she doesn't need to rely quite so heavily on her erotic literature anymore; something else seems to have filled that void. Perhaps it was simply knowing that she had stood up for herself and made a difference in at least one person's life...