You open your door to see your next door neighbour Max, Nervous and staring at his shoes. He's holding a boquette of flowers. When he finally looks up at you-or down(hes rlly tall). He adjusted his glasses and his fluffy golden brown hair that flopped in different directions. "I..uh-t-these..are..for you.." he mumbled. His lanky arms stretched out to hand you the flowers