Walking up the stairs, you get your keys ready to retreat to you laptop and comfy chair.

‘I never told Elena, or any other friend that I was leaving town,’ you sigh regretfully, ‘It gets really lonely when you don’t know anyone. I should call her tomorrow and let her know.’

Reaching your floor, you turn and are greeted by Mark sitting outside you door. He stands and waves, you can see an ace bandage a little below the other arms sleeve.

‘Did I really hit him that hard?’ You think as you continue towards the door, jingling your keys as a signal for him to move. He gets up and steps aside, you start to unlock your door.

“I wasn’t able to get much done today because of this morning” he states.

You look at him but divert your gaze to his arm, “Sorry, I was in a hurry, I was alre-“

“How about you invite me over and cook dinner?” He leans against the wall between his and your door.

You look back at his face, locking eyes, ‘He’s joking, right?’ You open your mouth, but don’t know what to say in response. ‘Even though I am a fan, and I don’t know much about him, he wouldn’t ask for something like that.’

“I’m kidding,” he reaches out a hand and pats your shoulder, “relax”.

He smiles and returns to his apartment, as do you. You place your bag on the desk and sit down, opening your laptop; you return to YouTube and find that only one video had been uploaded. Watching the video, you laugh, but notice that he is constantly readjusting himself. As soon as the video ends, you've already made up your mind.

You walk into the kitchen, “Let’s do this.”

After searching for anything for two people, considering you were starving, you pick to make fettuccini alfredo with a side of sweet peas. You stomach already growling, you play some music on your laptop while you cook.