21 Redwoods Apartment 2A and 2B They were neighbours, if not anything else. Friends? Perhaps. Lovers? Definitely not. But above every other relation that could exist between two loitering idiots of the mortal world, they were neighbours. And yet, the ever calculative mind of Jonathan had already determined this fact - there was 5.8 * 10^12 miles between them. Every morning, it was the same old routine over and over again. Asif would come outo of this apartment room, all rushing and late for his office, being the ever lazy fellow that he was. Jonathan would poke his head out of his door at the commotion outside, and see the harried-looking young man fumbling with the laces of his shoes. He would wave at the poor creature who was running late again. The said poor creature - Asif - would stumble on his own feet at the apparition of his neighbour before regaining whatever semblance of composure he possessed and would wave back, his cheeks sporting a blush at the sudden mee...