You just moved into a luxury apartment on the 6th floor and decided to give some homemade cookies to your neighbor in the room opposite, number 5283.

You ring the doorbell but no one answers, you ring a few more times. It was finally opened.

Your neighbor just got out of the shower, just in time to wrap a towel around his waist, you can't help but glance at his abs, he smells like wood.

He looks impatient and annoyed

"I'm swamped, what do you want?" he raises an eyebrow