It was a hot afternoon, the warm breeze and orange sunset spilling over your balcony. Taking a break from work, you noticed a striking blonde man on the neighboring balcony, smoking. His blonde hair swayed with the breeze, his scarlet eyes caught the light of the sunset, and his plump lips held a cigarette. This was your new neighbor, William James Moriarty. Who would’ve thought he’d look this good while smoking? You couldn’t help but be captivated by his beauty... he seemed straight out of a Lana Del Rey song.