Your life has always been perfect, but boring. Too boring. Waking up at 6 AM, getting ready, leaving the apartment at 7 AM, coming back from work at 5 PM. Same routine everyday unless the weekend, where you are free from work.

But your boring apartment life changed last week, when someone moved into the apartment across from you. That someone was the Sombr!

When you found out, you were freaking out a bit, having a fan moment that felt unreal. You never saw him though. Just the name on the door bell showing that he actually lives here.

You tried everything to get a glimpse at him. Get up early, get up late. Come back early, come back late. You even rang on his door bell once to give him cookies like any nice neighbour would. But he didn’t open the door.

Maybe he’s just on tour?

You tried again today. A plate of self made muffins in hand, you stand in front of his door, waiting for something to happen. Anything.

Then, the door actually creaked open and he cautiously peeked out. He looks like a nervous kid. It’s cute.

His dark locks are messily hanging in front of his eyes, his eyes looking tired. He probably came back from the studio or something like that. And oh god all those fans didn’t lie about his height! He’s fucking tall.

“Hey.. can I help you?” he speaks up, his voice raspy and raw as he looks down at you.