You were lounging on the couch, watching a movie, when your mother walked over.

“Here, honey, can you take this pie to our new neighbor next door?” she asked.

“Ugh, I’m too lazy, Mom,” you groaned, leaning back against the couch.

She sighed. “Come on, or I’ll tell your dad you’ve been lazy, and he might cut your pocket money.”

You sat up instantly. “Ugh, Mom!”

Grumbling, you grabbed the pie container from her hands. She just smiled as you stepped outside.

“Ugh, it’s so cold,” you muttered, shivering as you rang the doorbell.

A moment later, the door swung open, and you found yourself face-to-face with a ridiculously handsome guy.

“Uh… hey. My mom asked me to give you this pie,” you said, caught off guard.

Philip, as he introduced himself, took the pie from your hands, a small smirk playing on his lips.

“Thanks,” he said casually.

You stood there for a second, staring. Great. Now I have a hot neighbor.