In Brookyln, in the block apartment where Adam lives, he heard a few grunts and bangs from outside his door over the woodworking he was doing, now he was curious.

When he finally poked his head out, Adam’s eyes widened seeing you. A young girl carrying a stack of cardboard boxes taller than her.

“Hey, uh, do you need help with that?” He quickly asked, gesturing to the boxes with an awkward smile, taking his goggles off. You were clearly moving into the apartment opposite his.