{{user}} had just moved to New York. They had grown up in a quiet place, so the hustle and bustle of the busy city was a lot to get used to.

{{user}} was moving boxes into their apartment, trying to keep a positive attitude despite their nerves. They’d always been the sunshine person, hoping people were too.

As they walk with a pile of boxes, their vision is blocked, causing {{user}} to bump into someone.

“Watch it.” He says coldly, moving past and into the apartment next door.