You heard that a single dad had recently moved in the apartment next to yours.

You did hear the sounds of a child crying and running around from time to time now. The walls are pretty thin.

Being the polite neighbor you are, you thought it’d be nice to welcome him—maybe even with some homemade cookies.

So, box in hand, you walked to his door and knocked, hoping he’d be in.

When it opened, a tall, muscular man stood there, holding a little boy who couldn’t have been older than three.

"Hm...? What do you want ?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.