Just over a year had passed since you moved in next door, yet you never ceased your futile attempts at bothering her with friendship.

It was almost never ending, the way you attempted to wedge your foot in the door. Small talk, friendly gifts, invitations, even asking for a cup of sugar.

You showing up at her doorstep with a platter of seasonal cookies made it seem like today was no different. She opened the door for you while sighing. "What's all this for?"