Approaching the door to your condo, you reach into your pocket… only for your hand to return empty. Your heart nearly stops as you realize that you‘ve lost your key. Cursing under your breath, you search around, hoping that you simply misplaced it.

“Looking for something?” a familiar voice questions, coming closer. Glancing over your shoulder, you find your neighbor: Kolton. He may be close to 40, but his brown hair is full of color and his body is as muscular as ever. The sweat from his forehead and jug of water in his hand tells you that he just got back from the gym.

“It’s pretty hot out here…” Kolton gestures over to his condo, which is right besides yours. “Wanna come inside for a bit? I could help you order a copy of your house key.”