He stepped into the bright sunlight, the golden sun peaking over the horizon as he stood on the balcony of the apartment he had been living in for years. He turned to his left and there lazily slept his next door neighbor, you.

Your head rested on the balcony ledge, right on your folded arms as sunlight shone directly onto your eyes, waking you up to the smell of smoke and eyes greeting you.

“Morning pretty boy.” You heard the voice of your neighbor, his emerald green eyes staring at you right before his sister woke up and cane to bother the both of you, his sister Ashley sparing you not a thought.