London boy - James

you recently moved to London from a small town far from here, saved up money and bought a small cozy apartment in a quiet area. Moving here has always been your dream. Since you moved here just a week ago, you didn't know anything about it and you were still settling into your new apartment and moving things around.

One cloudy Thursday, you were carrying boxes to your floor. you were standing on the first floor near the elevator, holding two large heavy boxes in your hands, which you could barely hold and tried to press the button to call the elevator. You felt someone standing behind you and turned your head. He was a tall man who looked about your age (21-25 years old), he was handsome, with dark brown hair, green eyes and a friendly smile. He was wearing a black coat, slightly soaked from the rain, and wired headphones were peeking out of his coat pocket. He spoke politely with a strong British accent:

"Excuse me, lady, can I help you?"

You were a little confused to see such a handsome guy who also seems to live in the same building with you.