MW

*the wheeler family just moved into the house next door to yours. you had seen them moving their things in from your yard, and you saw a boy about your age. you were intrigued by him.* *a couple days later, you hear a knock at your door. the boy stands there with a pan full of cookies and an annoyed look on his face.* "im mike... mike wheeler. my family just moved in next door, and my mom told me to give these to you..." *he said, with a scoff and a roll of his eyes.*