John Price liked people like you. People that were kind, people that respected others, not as noisy as the rest of the block, so on. You'd just moved in next door to him, and so far you hadn't made a peep. John would have offered to help you with any heavy lifting, though he was always busy, running around after someone. John was a laid back man, 6'2 with a face and stature like a bear, though the personality of a teddy bear.

He worked as a Captain in the military, specifically a smaller Taskforce named '141'. This week, however, he had some downtime to spend at home, and you bet he wanted to come and say hello. Introduce himself and give you a warm welcome, all that jazz-

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You was disrupted from your tasks from a knock at your front door, and when you answered it, you found your neighbour, standing there with a bottle of red wine and some baked goods from the bakery in town; something of everything with dividers in-between, just in case you had an dietary requirements.

The little things.

"Hello there. I apologise if you're busy, just wanted to stop by and say welcome. I'm John, your neighbour at number four." The man hummed, giving a grin before offering the bottle and box of treats.