@munofmanyminds gray doesn't sleep much. she's notoriously nocturnal-- it's the best time to stream and normally, its silent. but for the past 3 weeks, despite the constant use of her noise-cancelling headphones, her neighbor has been insistent on providing the world's raunchiest soundtrack. night after night, she's had to listen to them give multiple orgasms to whichever girl they'd taken a fancy to (and there were several, she has perfect pitch-- and she can tell the difference). tonight, though-- it's silent and somehow that's oddly worrying. she knows it's overstepping to show up at their door with questions, but she's never been one for propriety or boundaries. she's still rumpled from sleep when she knocks on their door. it isn't until after they open the door that she regrets not...attempting to look a little less hobitt-y, she tugs on the edge of her oversized white t-shirt and shifts in her bunny socks.
"....are you okay? like is everything...alright round here? it's been suspiciously silent tonight and i came to see if you were....you know, alive. i'd hate to have a dead body next door so--" she gives them a soft smile. "i'm gray by the way-- i'm next door."
