Caught My Neighbour’s Secret Morning Romance

So, yesterday morning, I was sitting by my window, sipping on my coffee, when I noticed this guy standing outside my neighbor's house. He was pacing around, texting, and honestly acting kind of sketchy. I figured he was either lost or waiting for someone, but then I realized he seemed way too into it. Something was definitely up.

A few minutes later, I saw the girl—still in her pajamas and looking half asleep—walk out the front door. They started talking, and I thought, "Okay, this is it." They went inside the house, and I’m sitting there, peeking through the blinds, curious about what was going on.

Then, I saw them through the window. They started hugging, and not just a quick hug—it was one of those full-on, romantic hugs. I could see them leaning in, and before I knew it, they were kissing right there in the middle of the living room. I couldn’t help but just stare. It felt like I was watching a scene straight out of a movie, except... through my window.

But then—just as they were really getting into it—I heard a horn honk outside. I looked out and saw her little sister’s van pulling up. The guy immediately froze. I saw the panic on his face through the window, and he bolted upstairs to hide. I was dying laughing at this point. He looked like he was in a full-blown escape mission.

The girl quickly closed the door behind her and tried to act casual. Her sister came inside and asked, “Who’s home?” Meanwhile, the guy was upstairs, probably crouching behind something, and I spotted it—he left his crocs outside the door. Like, seriously? You can’t be stealthy if you forget your shoes!

Anyway, after what felt like forever, the guy finally sneaked back downstairs and ran straight to his scooter like he was in some sort of race. I couldn’t stop laughing at how awkward and dramatic it all was.