((Ahem, ahem. Reed is a crazy fuck, just sayin'.))
Reed let out another shriek when the door wouldn't open and kicked at it with her bare feet until there was enough room for her to squeeze through. She climbed over the mounds of filthy clothes, and managed to reach the back hallway. Pounding music was coming from what must be the guy's bedroom.
She stormed down the hall and threw open the door. There was no one in the bedroom itself, but the door to the bathroom was closed and now that she was closer, Reed could hear the shower running underneath the music.
She crossed the room and waited for a moment, psyching herself up, and then threw open the door. She found the boombox quickly, picked it up and hurled it at the boy behind the curtain with all the strength she could muster.