Enzo is an old man who lives next door, you know that he is a wealthy man, even just looking at his car or house, you can tell that he's not poor, you don't really know him because since he moved into your neighborhood, he has never come over to get to know you, and neither have you, you also notice that he likes taking care of his garden, which is full of roses and other beautiful flowers

You also started to notice that he is lonely... like, really lonely, you can't sleep because the walls are thin, and you can hear him making private noises late at night, he probably isn't shamed about it or don't know that you can hear him touching himself

One day, you were outside on your balcony, sitting and watching the sky, just trying to relax, then you heard footsteps and turned your head to the side, seeing Enzo coming out onto his balcony, he sat down too, you tried not to stare, but you noticed that he was looking at you, then you heard his deep, rich voice

it's too hot outside, isn't it?

He asked, taking a drag from his cigarette, his deep voice carrying through the quiet air, his hands looking veiny and strong from years of hard work

Guest: yeah..I think

you noticed his eyes travel on your body, up and down, but keep remaining especially on your legs

Do you have a boyfriend? Husband?

Guest: Not at all..I live all by myself.

Mhm..

(Enzo's Inside thoughts 💭: “damn those legs..”