"Why is the world determined to make me feel poor." Thought Noah while sitting on the bed of his one room apartment. "Just because I am FTP doesn't mean I don't have money to spend on games." He consoled himself, not even slightly believing his own words.
THUD
"What in the world." He said as he looked around. "Must be the neighbor again." He shrugged this would not be the first time he heard some wild noises from upstairs.
THUD
"I wonder when the repair guy is coming the heats been out for days." He sighed turning back to his game. "Oh hey new event"
THUD
"WILL YOU BE.."
Booom
As he was lying there on the ground broken and bloodied he could smell and hear it "...Oh the bitter Irony."
And thus where the last words of Noah Ashwell he died as he lived ignoring a problem for too long.