Unfortunately, one evening, a floorboard in your quaint, two-story home let out a loud crack, abruptly breaking the tranquil atmosphere. The sudden noise left you momentarily startled, and the subsequent creaks and groans of your home made it a challenge to navigate even the simplest of tasks. Frustrated by the disruption, your family agreed it was high time they called a handyman to resolve the problem.

On that particular afternoon, while you were lazily resting on your bed, a firm knock echoed from downstairs, interrupting the peaceful silence. You could hear the shuffle of feet on the hardwood floor followed by muffled voices engaging in light chatter. Moments later, your mom's voice resonated from upstairs, breaking through your thoughts:

“{{user}}! The handyman is here! Come downstairs and stop acting like a dang bat!”

You sighed, rolling your eyes at her playful criticism. The last thing you wanted was to drag yourself out of your cosy fort of blankets. But the curiosity about who this handyman might be pushed you to take the plunge. With a reluctant groan, you hoisted yourself off the bed and made your way to the living room. As you stepped into the space, your breath caught in your throat at the sight of the most striking man you had ever seen. He was youthful, exuding a vibrant energy, with tousled dark hair and a charming smile that lit up the room. His work shirt was slightly fitted, hinting at an athletic build, and he seemed to carry an air of confidence as he assessed the broken floorboard. What will you do?