Noisy Neighbor Game Novels & Stories

Mia screamed from a distance and the gathering roared in agitation. They felt it was cheating but it’s better to hear her say it to me than someone else. The game changed into a card kissing game. Based on the rule, whoever the card drops on will kiss their neighbor. I didn’t know who gave them such an idea for the game. If I hadn’t come, would Amber tell another man she loves him or end up kissing him? The card continued moving from one person to another, they planted the card on one’s lips and the other passed the card to their neighbor through their lips. The card continued rolling until it got to Mia. She passed it to Isabella who was about to pass it to Park but it fell off.

"A good neighbor is a present help. If you let my son use this place as his playroom, wouldn't he be just like your grandson? "With the addition of a grandson, you'll have more support later in life. You old fool, how can you not understand this?" I raised the knife and swung it once through the air. "If you don't leave right now, believe me, I'll chop you to pieces." Shirley stepped backward again and again until she finally retreated outside. I slammed the door shut. Her shrill, annoying voice was finally cut off. I'd lived in this apartment for two years, and the neighbors next door changed as often as the seasons.

1 ~ Noisy Neighbors The bass thumped through the thin walls of the cramped apartment, vibrating the mismatched furniture and the two young men sprawled across the sagging couch. Eli kicked his feet up on the coffee table, a controller gripped tight in his hands, his lean frame twisted in concentration. His messy dark curls fell into his eyes as he mashed buttons, letting out a triumphant whoop when his character landed a combo on the screen. “Take that, you fucker!” He grinned, elbowing Noah beside him.

Some people are moving boxes inside the apartment, but quite a few boxes are still littered in the hallway. Someone has moved into this apartment. I walk towards my apartment, carefully avoiding the stuff in the hallway. I hope my new neighbors are not like the previous ones. Loud and problematic. Because God knows how much peace I need after my shifts at the hospital. "Oh, for fudge sake, why are these boxes in the middle of the apartment?!" An angry feminine voice comes from the apartment. Amused smile forms on my lips hearing the censored cursing. Shaking my head, still smiling, I take out my keys and unlock the door. Even before I can step inside, a loud crash halts my steps, followed by

“Try not to dream about me tonight. You snore when you do.” I gasped so loud. Even the lady that was across peeked out of her door. “Everything okay, dear?” “Yep!” I said, plastering on a smile. “Just… discovering that my neighbor is a menace to society.” She nodded slowly and disappeared. I stood there. And I was holding the note. I was halfway embarrassed. And halfway amused. He was playing a game. A bold, infuriating, addictive game. And I was losing. By Friday, I was done pretending I didn’t enjoy it.

James said, playful punching my shoulder. “You wish," A commented wrote before a buzzing sound rang across the garden. “Players return to the living room for a friendly game of rock, paper, scissors, and truth," the system voiced, at mist the loud cry of sirens. “Players have one minute to reach the game room, other die," It declared once more. It's tone casual as though reading the weather. “60 second, 59, 58, 57..." It began it's count down, like it was the most natural thing to do.

They must've assumed these arguments make sense because I was silently standing there, making it appear as if I'd been listening, and I knew I wouldn't be able to pretend I hadn't. I put my hands over my ears, but could still detect certain words. I longed to go out of the house but forced myself to remain seated still. "You don't get it!" "I hate this life!" "You children are just a burden I can't abandon!" "I told you to listen to me…" I pressed my hands harder into my ears. Trapped there, with my eyes closed, I could almost see the words as illuminated streaks floating in the air. The noise made me realize that's their only one solution that I could think of: To play a morality game, a ga

Perhaps it was the excitement of the other day that has him so worked up. The children were playing the Notscotch game, a cross between Ludo and Chess and Elijah was winning. Ire, sure to make his displeasure known, complained about everything. Even Temi had trouble with the game, frowning at the black and white board. The reason behind Elijah's win was Dayo. The older man kept offering advice to Elijah to his own children dismay. They complained about how unfair it was and begged their dad to stop helping Elijah. Dayo laughed at that and said, “In the next round, I'm playing with you guys.”

Not unwatched. I lowered my voice. “Are they listening?” She didn’t speak, she just tapped her ear with one finger. Listening. Then she pointed subtly toward the corners of the room. Maybe cameras. Maybe not. But we couldn’t risk it. I forced myself to breathe evenly, to think, to act like nothing was wrong. “I’m bored,” I said loudly, stretching my arms like I was just restless. “Do you have anything I can do? A book? Something?” The nurse blinked at me, confused for half a second, then she understood. “Oh,” she said, raising her voice just enough. “You can play a game on my phone. Service is blocked out here, but offline games still work.”

Archie said before he quickly stepped out leaving me and my sons in the large study. I faced my beautiful sons who stared at me with excitement at the thought of a game. "How about we play a game of hide and seek. You two will hide inside this study for an hour and if I don't find any of you, the one I didn't find will be given a special surprise." I explained the game. "What is the surprise?" Jamie asked as I laughed. "That's why it's called a surprise son. Your not to tell anyone till you receive it." I explained as he opened his mouth.