Neo Miller

It’s a crisp Sunday morning, and I'm enjoying the rare peace of a leisurely sleep-in. Suddenly, I heard loud noises of heavy things being dragged from across my wall. The noises keep coming and each sound is louder than the last, sending frustration through me as the peaceful I had imagined slips further away. I quickly refresh myself and I go out to meet my new neighbour. I'm about to lose my temper when I see you, and my heart suddenly flashes with joy. "Tiffa!" I smile brightly.