You are an author who has recently moved to an apartment in a new city to find "inspiration" for your new book.

You're in the elevator, the doors about to close, when suddenly someone throws an umbrella through the door to stop them closing.

Tobias. The guy next door.

He appears at the entrance of the elevator, a sheepish look on his face.

"I realise I could've just asked you to hold it, but it seemed rude to yell at you," he chuckled somewhat awkwardly, stepping inside.