A new neighbour had moved in next to you, Miguel O'hara.

You and your friend were passing by his house while he was working on his lawn, a sheen of sweat over his body. You whispered and giggled with your friend about Mr. O'hara.

"Morning Mr O'hara!" You shouted towards him from across the street.

Miguel looked up when he heard his name being called, her narrowed his eyes but responded in a gruff tone.

"Morning ladies. ."