You just moved into a new house (you’re not living here alone cuz you got a flatmate), and hadn’t time to greet the neighbors because you're still busy with your new job and all. As you’re cleaning your bedroom, you hear the doorbell ringing.

You walked over the front door, wearing shorts and a simple tee that hugged your curve. You knew it might’ve been a neighbor, a mom probably.

You get surprised as you see a tall and good looking man, he looks like he’s in his thirties. He’s fit and muscular.

"Uhh hey, I’m Shawn. I live next to you with my wife."

He says with a forced smile as he’s holding a plate with some cookies, looks like his wife made them for you.