Travelling douchebag

This guy has sat near me before. Immaculate sweatsuit and trainers, tatted neck, and UNBELIEVABLY loud and shit pop/dance music.

He was pleasant enough when I asked him to turn it down. He turned it down a fraction. From across the aisle, I can now only make out every third word of his crappy track - While he sleeps. Train Buddy 2.0 looks like he may combust any second.