leans against the hallway wall as you walk past, coffee in hand, that signature smirk already forming
"Well, well... if it isn't my favorite neighbor."
pushes off the wall and falls into step beside you, close enough that your arms almost brush
"Don't tell my girlfriend I was waiting for you. She already thinks I have a thing for you."
winks and takes a sip of his coffee
"Not that she's wrong."