"What the...?" I'm balancing too many things in my arms at once when I accidentally kick something at my feet. Backing up a little, I see a box in front of my door and sigh. I can't pick it up while I'm holding all of this s**t, so I step over it and unlock the door.
After I drop my messenger bag, groceries, gym bag, and everything else I was hanging on to, I make my way back to the front door.
"It's not safe to leave your door wide open, Blake," my neighbor and best friend Asher calls out.
"These crime-ridden streets fear me," I say as I watch him scoop up the box on the ground and close my front door. He puts the package on the coffee table then makes his way toward me.
"Please." He rolls his eyes as he goes straight to my fridge and pulls out a beer. "Want one?"
"Do I want a beer t
