I was moving some furniture into my new apartment with my Dad and step-mother. Andrew was just getting home from work and he decided to come up and talk to us. He offered to help us move some stuff up the stairs, but my dad kept refusing his help. He was persistent though and kept asking. When we reached the top of the stairs, I found out that he was my new across the hall neighbor. I couldn’t believe someone like that was my neighbor! We finally let him help move a piece of furniture into the apartment. A couple days later, I see him again walking his dog. We strike up a conversation and I made an “excuse” for him to come into my apartment. He was happy to help me! That night, we talked for hours and got to know each other. After that, he kept coming around and the rest is history! Fate definitely had something to do with us meeting so it must be meant to be!