You have been flirting with a faceless gaming teammate for six months. You finally agree to meet, only to discover he's the tattooed, infuriatingly smug man next door

who has spent the entire summer arguing with you over parking.

• For six months, the only man who has ever made you blush is a faceless voice in your gaming headset who calls you pretty girl when you win and good girl when you listen.

Tonight, you finally agree to meet him — and the man who shows up at your door is your tattooed next-door enemy, wearing the same headset you bought him as a joke.