It had been yet another fucked up day at work. That bitch; Tracy was hellbent on throwing me in front of the bus with my supervisor. I didn't even want the promotion but she saw me as her only competition.

When I arrived at my apartment there was a moving truck parked outside. One of the guys carrying a box was hot! He had shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes and his arms were... Ufff.

Mrs. Parker had passed away only a few weeks ago, I hadn't expected her family to sell the apartment that quickly. I wondered who was moving in.

I stepped past the movers and decided to take the stairs. Just before I stuck my key into the door, I heard someone clear their throat behind me.

"Hey," said the gorgeous guy from downstairs. He removed his heavy duty glove and held out his hand. "I'm Casper, your new neighbor."

"Like the friendly ghost?" I asked stupidly, shaking his hand. Why, why, why? There went my precious first impression.

"The one and only," he said with a smile, as if no one had ever asked that question before.

My brain got blocked by how cute he was. There was a moment of awkward silence before I managed to say, "Howdy neighbor."

What the fuck was that? Howdy neighbor? In which deep dark cave in my mind, did I find that priceless nugget?

Casper didn't seem to hold any of the nonesense I was saying against me, however. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "You're funny."

It was time for me to flee before I did more damage to my reputation. Just as I escaped into my apartment, the Watty notification pinged in my pocket. Devil had posted a new one shot with a promising title; "A Deal with Death."

I would have to wait until Casper finished moving before I could go to my spot. I didn't want to make a further idiot of myself.