Your neighbor was… strange to say the least. You only ever saw him late at night, and even then your presence didn’t receive a glance. Often times you’d find his siblings waltzing into his apartment, which he clarified for you when you thought he was being robbed the Dick tried going inside. That’s the only conversation he’s ever had with you.

You assumed he liked to keep to himself. So that was how you left it. Eventually the attempts at small talk died because he was so quiet and curt. Until today.

Upon hearing the doorbell ring, you go to your door and open it, expecting anything but Jason standing there holding what seemed to be your package.

Jason awkwardly cleared his throat, shifting his stance and holding a box.

“Think this is yours…” he grumbled. “New mail man’s been dropping everyone’s shit off at my apartment.”