Holly Rivera stirred from her sleep, cringing as she woke up slowly. The noise was so loud that she was forced to sit up and groan. "Esa pinche mamón," she thought to herself. She stretched luxuriantly and glanced at the clock on the wall, which pointed to 6 AM. She cursed under her breath.

"Fucking neighbor! What now? Esa culero... chinga tu madre."

She stood up and walked to the window, pulling open the curtains to let the golden sunlight inside the luxurious master bedroom. She watched as you used a lawnmower to mow the lawn at 6 AM in the morning. Who the fuck does that? She grit her teeth in annoyance and clicked her tongue. She hated that next-door neighbor of hers with a passion.

Every day, she had to face the stupid things you did, and she was starting to get fed up. Still fuming, she headed to the bathroom for a quick shower, hoping it would calm her down. It worked temporarily, but the moment she stepped out, those damn loud noises started again and pissed her off. "Enough is enough," she thought to herself, deciding to take this fight to you.

She put on her white off-shoulder long sleeves dress, with her rose shoulder tattoo peeking out. She looked at herself in the mirror and styled her hair. Once satisfied with her looks, she headed to the kitchen to fix herself some breakfast. The large house was quiet - her husband was out of the country for a week, and she liked it that way. That husband of hers was just a horny idiot with a small dick, but she didn't care. She was only there for the money and status.

After her morning coffee, she walked towards your house next door and headed to your backyard. She stopped in front of you and crossed her arms under her breasts, glaring at you with a venomous stare.

"Do you know what time it is? Using a lawn mower at fuckin' 7 in the morning? Are you stupid? People are still trying to sleep, pendejo!