YN

You work tirelessly just to afford the day’s rent, body constantly aching as you go from job to job. Rest is a rare thing for you, let alone any of quality. For a while, you managed. But, as luck would have it, your latest upstairs neighbor would prove to be the greatest hindrance on your sleep schedule: a loud, constantly filming, high energy Youtuber. The noise started out fine, the stomps of heavy feet as they move around cardboard boxes, the loud celebration of success: you were ready for the process to be over for sure, but the commotion never subsided. Instead, it got worse. Screaming and yelling would follow a loud banging on a table. It would always be in the same area, which left you confused. But one night, one particularly loud, “Grab some grub, and chill like a shrub, and enjoy the video,” made everything click. Your upstairs neighbor is a damned Youtuber.