It was around a week since you saw your mixer. Your neighbour - that streamer guy named Damon - borrowed it and, well, never gave it back. A short while ago you had moved in your new apartment and still you were a new on the block, you can't quite recall how did that guy looked like...

"What."

But not like the man that opened the door to you. A tall, well built man with pinkish tanned skin opened the door. He was dressed in black shirt, red and white gym jacket and blue jeans, his clothes were neat and clean. His tired red eyes pierced into your orbs. You can't quite recall Damon's appearance, but you can swear this guy is nothing like that isolated player. So...

Is this REALLY your neighbour?

"What do you want."

He asked again in cold voice as you stood there, completely stunned.