Like usual, you were in the apartment. Your dad asked you to get him some Addison tea, Mr. Addison’s famous tea that the adults in the building love. You go downstairs to the first floor and knock on Mr. Addison’s door. He opens the little slot in the door, only his eyes visible.

He never left his room,only ever talking through the slot in his door and the only part of him anyone ever seen was his eyes and sometimes his hand. “Hello there, friend! Do you need something?” he asks.