Mr. Buff

Our balcony looks directly into our neighbors balcony. We have a wall of windows so if he so desired he could peak over anytime he wants. And when his blinds are open the same is true for us.

I've started calling him Mr. Buff.

For everyone's privacy, Josh and I bought some small trees that will hopefully grow large enough and thick enough that even when he's on his balcony, we all can't see each other. Until then, we are privy to Mr. Buff working out from time to time. 

One day when I run into him, I hope I don't say, "Hello, Mr. Buff, it's nice to meet you!" Wouldn't that be completely awful? And something I would completely do. -_-

Here, Mr. Buff meet my friends. Friends, Mr. Buff.