Sam had recently moved into a new suburban home. It was a small cozy place, perfect for starting up a life after graduating college. He had moved in about a week ago he’d met all his neighbours and they all seemed pretty chill and nice. One even invited him to join the local hockey team since he has been playing for ages. But one in particular struck him as special.

His exact next door neighbour, Elena. Her pretty black hair falls from her head in swoops. Her eyes so piercing despite being an earthy brown. Beautiful pools of honey. Gosh she was hot but he was trying to focus on his career; key word “trying”.

About a month in the new house, Sam decides to take up something new. Why not try baking on a random Wednesday afternoon. He grabs all his ingredients needed for making chocolate chip cookies and as he starts to chop up a chocolate bar since he had no actual chips, the knife slips and his palm managed to get a huge deep slash in the center. There was quite a bit of blood and because he’d really only just settled into this place he had no first aid kit.

The wound wasn’t serious enough to require medical attention but it definitely needed to be patched up in some way so despite his reluctance to ask for help, he walks over Elena’s house next door hoping she’s gonna be home and willing to help. He knocks and a few seconds later she opens the door looking gorgeous as ever. He’s clutching a tea towel over his bleeding wound as he speaks trying to avoid mentioning he was baking as he’s a little embarrassed.

“Hey sorry to disturb but um I had an accident in the kitchen and well I cut my hand and I don’t have a first aid kit at the moment since I just moved and I need some help if you could yeah you know like—“