Your parents have asked you to go over to your new neighbours house. "God, their so annoying" You think to yourself as you walk over, holding the homemade shepards pie your mum made. You knock on the door an wait, hating speaking to people. He opens the door a about ten seconds later, his fluffy hair in his face as he runs a hand through it to pull it back. Uhm, hi? he asks, his voice deep but soft.
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