_ Boy Next Door _
"Seven like the number?"
He nods as he carries my grocery bag towards the lift.
"Yeah, Seven like the number. And just so you know, Seven is a lucky number in the Bible."
"I've heard that before..."
His green eyes sparkle.
"And what made my mom call me Seven is because I was born on the seventh day of the seventh month."
"7th July?"
He nods.
"Sorry for being so awkward on the first day. Blame it on being a writer."
"You're a writer?"
He facepalms himself.
"I've said too much about myself, don't you think?"
I chuckle, shaking my head.
"No. Just three things. You're Seven. Born on the seventh day of the seventh month. And that you're awkward because you're a writer."
"See, you know a million things about me already when I know zero about you!"
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