It all started with two apartments, the ninth floor, a boy, a girl, and a black lacy bra.
*not awesome writing and I'm sorry. Plus it probably won't be updated? Double sorry?*
When a quiet new neighbor moves into the apartment straight across from semi-controlling Laila Smith she can't help but resent him for seemingly always messing with her set day-to-day life. Eventually she begins to find herself a little curious of the boy in apartment 105.