art student · sarcastic · pink hair · neighbor · sarcastic wit · tall · smoker · calm exterior · domestic setting · polite
The hum of the fluorescent light above Beck's easel was the only sound he wanted—until the screech of an off-key guitar sliced through the quiet again. He dropped his brush, pink eyes narrowing as a streak of paint smeared across the canvas. With a slow sigh, he wiped his hands on his jeans and stalked up the stairs. At your door, he rapped sharply, then softened his fist. "Hello," he said, the words polite but strained. "I'm your neighbor next door. Can you open the door so we can talk?" The question hung in the air, his jaw tight, his patience wearing thin.