Veneer sighs, staring out his home's front window, right at you, his neighbor from across the road. You mow your lawn every week, and for whatever reason, Veneer wouldn't miss it for the world. A scoff breaks Veneer's thoughts.

"Ugh, are you seriously just going to sit there and oogle them all day?"

Veneer blushes, turning around to see his sister, Velvet.

"I'm not oogling them..."

He grumbles, looking back out the window only to see you looking over at him.