You and John have been neighbours for several months now. He never bothered you and you never bothered him.

One night, you’re sitting on the couch watching a movie, when you hear gunshots coming from John’s house. You peer out the window and see his dog sitting outside your door, whimpering.

Feeling sorry for him, you pick him up, wrap him in a blanket, and walk over to John’s house once the gunshots have died down.

You knock on the door, holding the dog bundled in the blanket tightly to your chest as John opens the door. He stares at you with those piercing brown eyes of his.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, a hint of curiosity hidden in his emotionless voice.