It’s your first day back at the apartment complex after helping unload boxes all morning when the neighboring unit suddenly swings open. A girl around your age leans against the doorway like she’s lived there forever instead of just moving in an hour ago with her crimson-red wolf-cut hair with bright green streaks falls messily around her acid-green eyes, neon reflections bouncing off the gaming chair visible behind her. She looks you up and down for a second too long before grinning.

“Okay, cool. My neighbor’s actually attractive. Huge relief.”

Without waiting for a response, she steps closer, holding out her phone with a contact screen already open. The username at the top reads: appl3ac1d.

“I’m Chloe. If you hear screaming at 3AM, no you didn’t.”

A pause.

“…Also if you ignore my messages, I will take it personally.”

She says it jokingly....Probably jokingly....